This last week we had Zone Conference which is always exciting for me. I love to associate with the great members of our Zone. In addition, Sister Harper and I survived one more transfer. We will be staying together here in Setubal for six more weeks. I am really excited to keep on working with her here in this gorgeous city.
“Missionaries aren’t supposed to be late for church!” At least that is what they say. But, what you hear is true. These missionaries came late for church last Sunday. “How so?” you ask? Let me tell you about our Sunday Miracle.
Before the meetings were set to start, Sister Harper and I went to an investigator’s house to invite her to come with us to church. We prayed before we knocked on her door. She was at home but our invitation was not accepted. It wasn’t going to happen this week. She couldn’t commit to joining us at church.
But we spent too much time at her house. By the time we headed out, we realized that we did not leave ourselves enough time to walk to church. So Sister Harper and I started running. When we got to the chapel, not only were we were frustrated by being turned down, but we were also exhausted and drenched in sweat, not to mention embarrassed because we were late.
We had missed the opening song and prayer. Instead, we arrived at church just as the Sacrament was starting. I don’t know about Sister Harper, but I sure was not feeling the Spirit. We had had a tough week. It seems like in the summer, no one wants to talk to you. We have been working hard. But we find ourselves still struggling. I just kept thinking, “Why is everything going wrong? Why won’t anyone accept our invitations?” I was supposed to be focused on Christ’s sacrifice. Instead, I was exasperated.
But Heavenly Father does not forget us. He loves us. He blesses us for doing our part. He did that for Sister Harper and me last Sunday.
At the moment when I was feeling pretty low, one of the ward’s less active members walked into the chapel. The member had her non-member daughter with her and the non-member daughter had brought a friend with her to church. We did have a miracle on Sunday. We had the chance to share the gospel in spite of the fact that our plans did not materialize.
So don’t give up. Even when things seem difficult, keep on working and hoping and praying. You just might find yourself in the middle of a miracle.