Happy Mother’s Day everyone! It was amazing to be able to
see and talk to my family via skype this week as they told me all about their
adventures and who is going where on their missions and who is getting married
to who. *cough* Brittney *cough cough* I love them all so much and am so
grateful to have such a wonderful family and a brother whom the next time I
will see him he will be the one wearing the plaque.
This week the parable of the talents, once shared by Jesus
Christ, has often come to mind. For those unfamiliar with the story Christ
tells of a master who just before leaving for a far off country had entrusted
three of his servants with varying amounts of monetary units, then called
talents however we can easily relate these to our denotation of a talent. Two
of these servants had been able to use those talents and trade until the moment
when they had gathered double than what they had originally been given. However
the last of the servants had hid his talent and wished not to share it and by
the time his master returned, had lost the place where he had buried his gift.
In the end the two servants who worked hard with these talents had in turn
received many more blessings than imagined while the one who hadn't was left
with none.
You might be wondering why this is so constantly in my
thoughts this week. Well I had a memory this week of the moment that I had
decided that I had wanted to take voice lessons. My wise parents had recognized
that I was able to sing and had lovingly encouraged me to practice and grow
this talent through voice lessons and participating in choirs. The hard work
has paid off at many moments and God has blessed me with a voice that can and
has touch the hearts of his children on many occasions.
One such occasion was this past Friday. As we do every
Friday, my companion and I with a handful of other missionaries, visit a
nursing home and volunteer by gathering the residence and singing with them a
whole bunch of Quebecois songs. Many of which are really quite hilarious,
residence and the songs. The woman who directs this had noticed that I had been
blessed with a pretty good voice and as a "finale" asked me to sing
for everyone. Choosing one of the only songs that I would actually know I was
able to share my rendition of "Danny Boy."
Though this song is not one of the most spiritual of songs
in the bunch I tried my hardest to pour my testimony into it, as we were asked
not to sing very spiritual of songs for the sake of unity in the residency.
Luckily very few could understand the English I was singing and instead focused
on the spirit and the sound. Afterwards I sat down and an elderly woman sitting
next to my with tears in her eyes, hugged me while saying "thank you I
felt loved."
This moment has helped me to grow my testimony in God. He
gave me a talent and helped me to cater it to the moment where it became
something I could give to others. In my setting apart blessing that called me
to be a missionary the man who blessed me promised me that music would be the
way I could share the spirit with many. This blessing has been fulfilled on
many occasions but was most apparent at this moment when a woman was touched by
the feeling she felt and not the words which she heard. I know that I have been
called by a real and true prophet of God who is guided by a loving Heavenly
Father. I am so grateful for the moments he has given me to be the instrument
in his hands as he helps others to feel his love. I am so grateful to be his
missionary, to be called to go forth with faith and tell the world of the
Restoration of the Church of Jesus Christ on this Earth. I am grateful for the
moment I have to sing the song of redeeming love to the people of Quebec,
Canada. I love you all and I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ,
Amen.
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