Sometimes I have to remind myself that I am living in France. it is so much of who I am. getting out of the ghetto is so nice every now and then and seeing the majestic gothic architecture, the lines and lines of trees, the old cobblestone roads...
On Wednesday, we had an extra hour or two, so I told sister lee that we would have so much faith that God would send someone to the St Ouen park that would sit down and that we could teach a whole lesson to.
On the way there, I was able to bear testimony of wonderful truths and give out and receive phone numbers of those who might be searching for something that will bless their life more than ever before.
As we came to the park, and passed through most of it, not even thinking of what I had told Sister Lee last night during our planning. I looked at a lady alone on a bench close to the exit and I aksed her if I could chat with her for a few minutes about families.
she was more than willing, she was just getting a little bored.
As I sat down and asked her introspective questions, she expressed some of her deepest desires, questions... she said that it was interesting that we should come today, she was having dark thoughts this morning but God told her in her heart that she had more to do.
I said that it was interesting because we knew that we were going to find someone in the park today, we had told Heavenly Father to send someone.
We taught her what happened to her father at his death, her divine nature as a spirit daughter of God, the miracle of resurrection, and the whole plan of salvation--the Plan of Happiness!
I know that through Jesus Christ we can all become free from all the physical bondage that we experience here on earth. I know that we are eternal beings, ever learning, experiencing, teaching. I know thta there is a loving Heavenly Father with whom we lived before this life, and with whom we will live after this life. (don't make fun of my ruined sentence structure in english) I know that He shows his love to His children here on Earth every day through miracles, through his Holy Spirit, through the works of his servants the prophets, and his angels all around us, both mortal and not. What a glorious work we are a part of. how can we not lift up our heads, our voices, our song out of this world in our struggles and sing praises to God? If you don't feel His peace now, know that I know it is real and you will feel it through His answers.
with much love, Sister Wilson (thanks Cait for your email!)
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