Well, my dear friends, this has been
one week my current English vocabulary cannot even begin to find an
adjective to describe. So rather than try to find an adjective, I will,
in recounting an ongoing experience from this past week, bear my testimony
of the Plan of Salvation.
This past Tuesday,
as we were home for lunch, I noticed that Elder Bile was moving a bit
slow. As the time to go back out approached, he sat on his bed holding
his head in his hands. For those of who you don't know him, and I'm pretty
sure that means every single one of you reading this, Elder Bile is a VERY loud
and outgoing person. He makes me look VERY calm, that plus all my time
here has calmed me. Anyways, I honestly have never seen Elder Bile like
this. He is always the one to bring the noise and energy level up ten
notches. He had told me earlier that morning that he was feeling really
tired, so I was not terribly surprised that he was struggling to get going.
However, as I passed
by his bed, I had the distinct feeling that I need to just sit down with him
and put my arm around him. As I did that, I started to have the feeling
that there was something more than fatigue going on. After a few seconds,
he finally pulled his hands away from his face. I asked him if everything
was okay. He replied, with tears in his eyes, "Yeah, everything will
be fine." "What is it?" I asked. He didn't reply, so I
asked again. After a few moments of silence, he stated, "Yesterday
[last Monday, the 7th], one of my friends gave me some family news.
Because I don't have any contact with my family, it was him that had to pass me
the message. He told me that my sister died this past week." After
that, both of us just cried together for a few minutes. Once we calmed a bit
down, I explained that he needed to call President Weed and let him know, and
that while he talked with President Weed, I would inform Elder Dih and Elder
Donadier (the other other missionaries in our apartment). He agreed, and
I dialed President Weed and explained briefly the situation and then passed the
phone to Elder Bile.
After barely being
able to choke out words to explain to Elder Dih and Elder Donadier, Elder Bile
came back out to join us. We went into the great room and spent some time
together as a District. After a few minutes of counsel and prayer, Elder
Bile said that he was ready to go out, so we went and got ready.
We were able to get
out the door and in the middle of our first appointment, President Dieudonné,
President Weed's first counselor, called to say that he was on his way out to
Baguida to meet with us. Just as we were finishing our first lesson, he
called to say that he had arrived, so we went out to the main road to meet him
and then head back to the apartment. We had a quick meeting of counsel
and strength with him and one of the counselors of the Stake Presidency and
then they took us to our next appointment. Overall, we finished the day
fine and I was very pleased with Elder Bile's efforts to overcome the grief and
sorrow and put himself to work. Yes, it was a bit slow, but he did a
fantastic job.
Wednesday, I did a
split with Elder Dih. It had been planned weeks before, but I thought it
was best to keep it so that Elder Donadier and Elder Bile could have some time
together. In the MTC, they had been companions and countless times,
according to them, Elder Bile was there to put his arm around Elder Donadier's
shoulder whenever he got homesick and thought that he couldn't go on.
Then, this past Wednesday, the tables were turned, and Elder Donadier was 100%
there for Elder Bile in his time of need. After we finished daily
planning at the end of the day, Elder Bile shared a bit from their day, and I
was so impressed. He really had put himself to work that day, and it
showed.
The rest of this
week has been filled with ups and downs. There have been some moments
where I have been so proud of Elder Bile and his efforts to work through the
sorrow. Other times, I struggled to known what to do or say to help
comfort him.
However, one thing I
do know, and I know that Elder Bile knows as well, is that death is not the end
of his sister's story, nor any person that has ever lived on this earth.
Thanks to the scriptures, we know about something that we call the Plan of
Salvation. This plan is God's plan for each one of us, His
children. Well, my dear
friends, this has been one week my current English vocabulary
cannot even begin to find an adjective to describe. So rather than try to
find an adjective, I will, in recounting an ongoing experience from this
past week, bear my testimony of the Plan of Salvation.
This past Tuesday,
as we were home for lunch, I noticed that Elder Bile was moving a bit
slow. As the time to go back out approached, he sat on his bed holding
his head in his hands. For those of who you don't know him, and I'm
pretty sure that means every single one of you reading this, Elder Bile is a
VERY loud and outgoing person. He makes me look VERY calm, that plus all
my time here has calmed me. Anyways, I honestly have never seen Elder
Bile like this. He is always the one to bring the noise and energy level
up ten notches. He had told me earlier that morning that he was feeling
really tired, so I was not terribly surprised that he was struggling to get
going.
However, as I passed
by his bed, I had the distinct feeling that I need to just sit down with him
and put my arm around him. As I did that, I started to have the feeling
that there was something more than fatigue going on. After a few seconds,
he finally pulled his hands away from his face. I asked him if everything
was okay. He replied, with tears in his eyes, "Yeah, everything will
be fine." "What is it?" I asked. He didn't reply, so I
asked again. After a few moments of silence, he stated, "Yesterday
[last Monday, the 7th], one of my friends gave me some family news.
Because I don't have any contact with my family, it was him that had to pass me
the message. He told me that my sister died this past week." After
that, both of us just cried together for a few minutes. Once we calmed a
bit down, I explained that he needed to call President Weed and let him know,
and that while he talked with President Weed, I would inform Elder Dih and Elder
Donadier (the other other missionaries in our apartment). He agreed, and
I dialed President Weed and explained briefly the situation and then passed the
phone to Elder Bile.
After barely being
able to choke out words to explain to Elder Dih and Elder Donadier, Elder Bile
came back out to join us. We went into the great room and spent some time
together as a District. After a few minutes of counsel and prayer, Elder
Bile said that he was ready to go out, so we went and got ready.
We were able to get
out the door and in the middle of our first appointment, President Dieudonné,
President Weed's first counselor, called to say that he was on his way out to
Baguida to meet with us. Just as we were finishing our first lesson, he
called to say that he had arrived, so we went out to the main road to meet him
and then head back to the apartment. We had a quick meeting of counsel
and strength with him and one of the counselors of the Stake Presidency and
then they took us to our next appointment. Overall, we finished the day
fine and I was very pleased with Elder Bile's efforts to overcome the grief and
sorrow and put himself to work. Yes, it was a bit slow, but he did a
fantastic job.
Wednesday, I did a
split with Elder Dih. It had been planned weeks before, but I thought it
was best to keep it so that Elder Donadier and Elder Bile could have some time
together. In the MTC, they had been companions and countless times,
according to them, Elder Bile was there to put his arm around Elder Donadier's
shoulder whenever he got homesick and thought that he couldn't go on.
Then, this past Wednesday, the tables were turned, and Elder Donadier was 100%
there for Elder Bile in his time of need. After we finished daily
planning at the end of the day, Elder Bile shared a bit from their day, and I
was so impressed. He really had put himself to work that day, and it
showed.
The rest of this
week has been filled with ups and downs. There have been some moments
where I have been so proud of Elder Bile and his efforts to work through the
sorrow. Other times, I struggled to known what to do or say to help
comfort him.
However, one thing I
do know, and I know that Elder Bile knows as well, is that death is not the end
of his sister's story, nor any person that has ever lived on this earth.
Thanks to the scriptures, we know about something that we call the Plan of
Salvation. This plan is God's plan for each one of us, His
children. It responds to three essential questions: Where do we come
from? Why are we here? And where are we going? These questions are posed
in very general and VERY eternal terms. They can be rephrased as: Where
were we before birth? What is our goal in life on this earth? And where
will we go after death?
I know that this
life is not the end. As I once heard a servant of the Lord state, think
of this like as a piece of string. Then, think of a rope extending from
both ends of the string,in both directions forever; this is Eternity. Our
life, compared to eternity, is like that piece of string tied the middle of the
rope. Once we zoom out far enough, it's like we can't even see it, but we
know that it's there and there are many, many things that we learn from it.
I know that the
gospel is being preached at this moment among those in the Spirit World who
await the Resurrection and who never knew the fullness gospel of Jesus Christ
(see 1 Peter 3:18-20 and 1 Peter 4:6, as well as Alma 40:11-14), including Elder Bile's
sister. I know that, as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be
made alive, for time and all eternity (see 1 Corinthians 15:20-22).
This is the season
of Easter, the time where we celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord Jesus
Christ. He is risen. He has overcome death and, through His merits,
we, too, can overcome physical death. His death and resurrection marked the end
of blood sacrifice of the lamb. Now, all the He asks of us is a
"broken heart and a contrite spirit" (see 3 Nephi 9:19-22). If we do what
he asks us to do - including having faith, repenting of our sins, being
baptized by one holding the authority of God, receiving the gift of the Holy
Ghost, and enduring to the end - we will inherit Eternal Life, the greatest of
all the gifts of God (see 2 Nephi 31:19-20 as well as D&C 14:10 and Moses 1:39).
I know that my
Redeemer lives. He lived, died, and lived again for all of us. The
sacrifice that He offered for us in Gethsemane and later on Golgotha is beyond
our comprehension. Yes, having nails tearing through His skin must have
been excruciating beyond conscious belief, but something that we can never
understand in this mortal existence is the pain that He felt as he prayed to
the Father in the Garden of Gethsemane, pleading, "If it be Thy will, take
this bitter cup from me" (see Matthew 26:36-46). Through this
sacrifice, He overcame the fall of Adam, opening to us the heavens and the
kingdom of God.
I know that this
Church is the one true Church of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He is
at the head of this Church and leads it through a prophet, seer, and revelator
named Thomas S. Monson. This truly is a Living Gospel. Through this
Church, we have the fullness of the gospel, which is once more throughout the
entire earth. I love this Church and I love this gospel, but much more
so, I love my Savior and Redeemer, Jesus Christ.
May we all take this
next week to ponder upon the Lord's sacrifice in preparation for the celebration
of His Resurrection next week. May we all be filled with joy and
gratitude in His Spirit as we reflect upon all that he has so freely given us.
I love you
all. Have a great week.
Elder Jenkins
Baby pigeons on Thursday, 10 April, one day after hatching. Elder Bile's expression after seeing the hatched babies, "The Lord takes and the Lord gives!" |
Baby pigeons today, Monday, April 14 |
Elder Kunz's papaya trees |
Bearing fruit! |
With Gilchrist and his pet mouse |
Nice Shirt! |
uhhhh..... Yeah, Africa |
Very possibly my favorite little African kid. He is soooooooo funny! His name is Escar. |
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