Seeds ~ Dear Miss Mormon

Friday, July 10, 2015


Dear friend,
It's officially 3:11 am and I can't sleep.


The middle of the night seems as good a time as any to write you a letter, so here I sit in my favorite gray sweatshirt with the hole in the sleeve and my feet perched on the armrest of my 70's couch, wide awake and ready to write.

So here's my latest missionary moment:

Last week I met a kid (and by kid I mean guy-only-a-couple-years-younger-than-me) who came into my work. We got to talking and somehow we got onto the topic of religion. He admitted that he was a mormon but because of the way he had been raised, felt it was too strict, and wasn't super active in the church anymore. He still attended the first hour, but definitely had some reservations and bad feelings associated with church.

He told me that he at one time thought he believed more than he did now. When I asked him about this he said: "well, at this point, this is what I know: I know there's a God, and I know He answers prayers." In my head I thought, well, thats a good start. I was grateful that he at least felt confident of that. Anyone can come to know anything as long as they know those two things.

But before we could really talk more in any sort of detail he needed to leave. As he turned to walk out the door I quickly threw out some parting advice; that if he had questions and knew there was a God who would answer them, he should take those questions to God.

And then he walked out of my life.

That was it. I got two seconds to share with him a gospel truth and hope that it would have an impact.

I didn't get to teach him all about the restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

I didn't get to teach him how to study the scriptures and receive answers.

I got 2 seconds.

I don't know what that kid will do, I don't know where he will go, but I think about him every now and then and hope he finds what he is looking for.

People think being a missionary is single-handedly bringing someone to the gospel. Its finding them, converting them, and baptizing them-- all by yourself.

This has never been the case for me, people rotate in and out of my life constantly, I only hope to be aware enough of their needs to listen and then follow the spirit. Theres a reason God needs an army and not a Captain America. We all plant seeds! We work together to lift each other, inspire each other, help each other get somewhere better and higher than we were before!

I can almost guarantee you won't see every fruit of every labor right away; but God will, and the person you helped will and someday... you will.

With much love,
Miss Mormon


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