Unfortunately, none of the 3 of our baptismal dates have made it to church
yet. However, I'm optimistic they will be able to come this week! We will
see.
General conference was intense. Also, general conference used to be in
tents, you know? When the saints had arrived in the Salt Lake Valley? And also
don't forget the King Benjamin Conference. That was also in tents. We don't have
in-tents conferences anymore, but they are intense.
I have to be honest, I was pretty disappointed that the Independence Temple
wasn't announced. I thought that was what all the fuss beforehand was about. But
there is always next conference!
I don't feel like writing much today, and that which I do desire to write
is, as the Germans say, Quatsch. I lost my iPad and I've spent the morning
retracing my steps. We will see if I find it. I think it's most likely in the
church.
I think, though, that some of my favourite talks were Elder Holland's about
Ministering, Elder Bednar's in meekness, and President Nelson's about
revelation. I find it interesting how President Nelson has said that the
guidance of the Holy Ghost is essential to our spiritual survival. Puts some
fire under your feet to be able to receive revelation, eh? I've been drawn to
seek it out greater since, and have since had a great day of success because of
following a prompting. Here's what happened:
We were running to catch a bus when I saw a man poke his head out of a
Döner shop. Trying to follow a tendency and goal that I have sought to develop
on my mission of saying "hello!" and/or smiling to as many people as possible, I
shouted an exasperated "HALLO!" to him as I ran by. I kept running but had a
sinking feeling in my stomach, asking me why I had let the chance to by to talk
to him. I shouted ahead to my companion:
"Oh shoo-hoot! I'm getting a prompting!"
We stopped in our tracks, turned around, and spoke to the man. He barely
spoke German and called over his "German-speaking" co-worker, who, after
listening for a solid five seconds, called his other co-worker who spoke German,
who then called another one over. So we have four guys, and thank goodness, the
last one can speak English. We tell them what is up, meanwhile two homeless
people with dogs walk up, start talking to my companion, order a Döner, and then
leave as I receive the number of the Döner dude. We get on the next bus, and an
African man shouts at me about how the Book of Mormon is in no way in line with
the teachings of the Bible. We talk, his points are gradually answered, and he
says he has interest. Then, we arrive to our finding destination. We had planned
to go knock some doors, but we never reached them before it was time to go
because every person I talked to had interest for a conversation and wanted to
talk later.
All perhaps because of that initial prompting! Otherwise each person would
have perhaps been away from the paths we had in mind if we had been there any
earlier.
Thanks for the love and support!
Love,
Elder Wallentine
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