Sunday, June 5, 2016

May 23, 2016

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 1.) Ministering to the baby goats one second before being horribly shocked by that electric fence wire. 


2.) We've adopted the Valley sense of mind for service. Don't knock overalls till you try em at an animal shelter.
It is very rare to meet an old man with a foot+ long beard that isn't one of the most interesting people you've met. As soon as you lay eyes on the beard you know there's about to be an experience shared that deals with alien abductions, hunting grizzly bears, or memorizing the Torah in Hebrew. We are lucky enough to live in an area with no shortage of these beard men. Interestingly enough, last night we were a little on the unknown side as to where we should proselyte. Anyone who has served a mission will tell you that there are days when the whole day's plans get shot in an hour and you're left to blow with your wits and the Spirit. 

Being led and directed by the Holy Spirit is a fascinating phenomenon. Certain names of people will appear in your mind out of nowhere, like sand brushed off of a forgotten fossil. Suddenly you have a hunch that feels a little bit more than a hunch to visit that place/person. The incredible part that people don't share very often is how unsuccessful the initial visits seem to be. Occasionally you are exactly at the right person that needed your help or exactly at the right place to cross paths with someone needing help, but most often there isn't an apparent need or want to where you are led. Yet that point is connected to another hunch, which is led to another, until you are eventually led to a miraculous meeting that never would have been on your mind had you not been led to the previous destinations. Elder Abraham and I were led point by point like a line graph to people who were rather rude to us. But because of the path outlined by the direction of the Spirit we ran into a man named Kevin McWilliams who just happened to be brothers with a convert of our Church.

Kevin's beard was Duck Dynasty level, his accent and banjo skills were on level with the Southern most blue grass bands, and his interest level in coming close to God was out of this world. He recently began a quest to seek out the truths of God, having an honest desire to believe in something he hasn't seen yet. We had a powerful lesson of miracles and the Book of Mormon with him and connected with him to be guides for his spiritual journey. I don't think I will ever grow tired of being led by the Holy Spirit on timeless adventures.

xoxo
Elder Burgess

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