Hey everyone! So this week has been fantastic! I am
staying in the YSA Ward for six more weeks. Wooooohooooo! We were able to teach
and talk to a bunch of people and we had stake conference!!! I want to share
two stories. One is a story that was shared with me last Monday.
Another is a story from Stake Conference. Here is the
first. It took place in 1974 during a sacrament meeting. This young man was
preparing to leave on his mission and was giving his farewell talk, and this is
what he said.
"Brothers and Sisters, as you know, the last two
weeks, I've been waiting for my mission call. During the time I was waiting I
had a dream. I knew it wasn't an ordinary dream. I dreamed I was in the
pre-existence (where we lived with God as spirits) and awaiting my call to come
to earth. I was filled with the same anticipation and excitement that I had
before I received my mission call. In my dream, I was talking to a friend, and
I felt a special closeness to him, even though I've never met him in this life.
As we talked, a messenger came and gave me a letter. I knew it was my call to
go to earth. In great excitement, my friend and I opened the letter. I gave it
to him and asked him to read it aloud. It said, 'You've been called to earth in
a special time and in a special land. You will be born to the true church and
will have the Priesthood of God in your home. You will be born in a land of
plenty, in a land of freedom. You will go to the earth in the United States of
America.' My friend and I rejoiced as we read my call, and while we were
rejoicing, the messenger returned.

This time he had my friends call. He told me to read it
aloud. It said, 'You've been called to go to the earth in circumstances of
poverty and strife. You will not be raised in the true church. Many hardships
will attend your life. Your land will be fraught with political and social
difficulties, which will hinder the work of the Lord. You will be born in Costa
Rica.' We wept, my friend and I as we read his call, and my friend looked at me
with tears in his eyes and said, 'When we are down on earth, please come and
find me.' Then, the missionary giving his farewell talk said, with tears in his
eyes, 'Brothers and Sisters, I have received my mission call. I'm going to
Costa Rica.' About a year later, the bishop of that Ward received a letter from
that missionary with only four words. 'I FOUND MY FRIEND!!!'"
Story 2. This was from Stake Conference. I'm telling it
as best as I remember.

There was a man born.....somewhere in Idaho. He was born
into the church, but in his early 20's decided he was going to do what he
wanted. So he joined the Hells Angels, and rode around with them for a little
upwards of 20 years. One night he got kind of wasted and the next morning
decided he needs to detox and do an evaluation of his life, so he went to one
of their detox houses. Not sure what state it was in. He was sitting on the
porch and praying, asking God what he wanted him to do. He saw two young men
walking down the street. These houses of theirs are gated, and guarded by
Dobermans that are trained to attack people when they come close to the gate.
The missionaries saw the dogs and rather quickly walked on. When they were
about 100 meters away, he saw them stop. Then they started coming back. As they
approached the gate the dogs rushed up to it! Only to turn around before they
got to the gate and go lay back down. The two missionaries opened the gate,
walked in and came up to the man. One of them asked him if he knew some person
and some person. The man replied, "Yes, they are my parents." To
which the young missionary replied, "Then I am your brother."
The reason I wanted to share these stories is that they
epitomize my feelings towards missionary work. I just want all of you to know,
the Gospel is true. I know this is the work of the Lord. I know that there are
specific people and reasons I am here for. I know God loves us all individually
and infinitely. I have seen His hands and His face in this work. I love all of
you so much!
Hunter
This is C, Elder F, me, and B. B is
his fellowshipper and is an RM as of about 4 months ago. He is awesome.
Right before we took the picture, he muttered to me,
"The next time we take this we're going to be wearing white!"