Friends and Family,
The power of prayer is so real! ¡Dios es bien misericordioso a sus siervos! My testimony has grown so much this week and I am so greatful for the opportunity that I have to represent the Lord.
What a fantastic and difficult week it has been!
Something Ive come to realize is that trials are not as bad as we make them. No matter what, we can always find the good in our situation and we can always make the best out of everything. Ive learned that this week more that ever.
Tuesday and Wednesday were real refiners fire days. Both Elder Hale and I have been kind of stressed lately with all thats been going on with our investigators, with our Branch, with eachother and with ourselves and our own trails and finally--Tuesday--it just kind of hit us both and we both got super sick.
We made a kind of dumb decision, because we had so much to do, and we just pushed through it by walking outside in the cold and the rain. That did not make things better, in fact, we both just got worse. Thursday was kind of the same, we both felt like garbage, but we started off walking a couple miles to our lesson with an investigator, and somewhere along the way, we just decided--subconsciously--to talk to everyone that we saw. Within the 3 miles that we walked, we probably talked to about 6 or 7 people who were all at least somewhat interested in learning more and we were able to set up a couple of return appointments.
One of the people we ran into was a woman by the name of Sherese. Sherese's son was just killed by a local gang, who is now threatening her to keep her from talking, her mother and husband just passed away and she lost all power to her house and has no food.
One of my favorite hymns is A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief and my favorite verse is verse 5.
5. Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart.
''But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart.''
What a powerful verse. It doesn't matter the wounds we have, the problems we face or the pains we feel; all of those can be forgotten when we serve others and turn to the Lord.
My own problems, struggles, and worries just melted away as I listened to this woman's trials and that truly was a blessing from the Lord.
Now we are in no way supposed to compare our trials to anyone elses, but by serving others, and helping them push through their trials, we will always find relief.
What does all of this have to do with prayer though? This whole experience with Sherese was an answer to my prayer. And the experience that we had with her was not the only answer I received this week.
I know that when we pray in faith, and sometimes even in utter desperation, when we have nowhere else to go, our Heavenly Father reaches in to help us, to lift us up and to help us keep going. I got more help this week than I even thought was possible and I know that it is because we have a loving Heavenly Father and because I asked him for help. Sometimes that all we can do; and then go to work and watch him work miracles with us.
Thank you so much for all of your support, prayers, and everything that you all do. This weeks been a little tough, but I am grateful for the knowledge that I gained, for the testimony that was strengthened and for the patience and trust I found.
I hope that you can all learn or feel something from my emails, because I love you all so much and I just hope that I can in someone help you all in your lives. You all mean more to me than I can express and Im so grateful for all you do. Thank again for your example and love.
Love Ya!!!
Elder Arkoudas.