Monday, March 9, 2015

"The things of God knoweth no man, unless he have the Spirit of God" - 12/15/14

Hi!

I've got a pretty neat story for you this week. There once was a man child large in stature and great in bicep circumference given the name Alain of the country of Laos. At the tender age of 14, young Alain moved with his family to France where he met the LDS missionaries and was baptized; the sole member of his family. Alain went on to serve a mission in England, and stayed strong in the church.... but then, a few years after finishing, he stopped coming to church.
This latter bit is where Elder Nelson and I come into the story. I met Alain for the first time this week as we stopped-by his apartment. Elder Nelson was telling me his story, but he couldn't quite put his finger onto why Alain stopped coming to church. During the rendez-vous with Alain, the prompting hit both Elder Nelson and I that we needed to be bold with Alan on church attendance.

We shared the church video Il est le don (he is the gift), and then shared why we need to take the sacrament each week. While doing so, we were very direct and applied the message straight to Alain. What happened as a result was sweet. Alain opened-up entirely on how he despised hypocrisy and how he hated going to church and meeting people who didn't practice what they preached. However, the Lord knew that this was Alain's concern, and we were very blessed to hear him say how he needed to attend church for Christ who is perfect, and not for men who are not.
Brothers and sisters, I know that as we focus on the spirit and live as it directs that the Lord will inspire us and put us on the right path. Sometimes promptings may be scary or illogical, but it always pans-out to our eternal happiness, and of this I bare testimony in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
Love you all!
Joyeux Noël
Elder Wheatley
So, it dipped pretty cold a few days ago, and Elder Nelson and I had to whip-out our terrorist scarf designs. Not everyone was so keen to talk to us on the roads, hah.

Sometimes we wake-up to this beautiful mist over the city. It's beautiful.

I love you mom, and so does everyone in my apartment.

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