Thursday, July 28, 2016

The House of the Lord

GUYS!! I got to go to the Mexico City temple thursday right after I finished emailing you all. It was amazing and beautiful I will include pictures with this email. Even though everything was in Spanish the power of the spirit that is felt when we enter our Lords house is the same.


The District. Elders Benziger, Bushnell, Willmore, Radman, Watts, Evans, Madriaga, Gilliland, Myself and then Sisters Nishan and Fry.



Friday was sad because we learned that our teacher, hermando hernandez, wont be teaching our class anymore. Everyone in the district loves that man even though it has only been a little over a week. Honestly I would not be surprised if that man was a prophet someday, the love we feel through him is amazing. It is the same powerful, all inclusive love that our Saviour has for all of us.
On the bus to the MTC!

Saturday was a bit crazy, I dont think I mentioned in my last emails that there are gunshots going on all night but on saturday in the middle of the day there was a drive by shooting right outside the MTC walls, luckily not directed at anyone in the MTC. It made me really appreciate how amazing our country is. Also, our investigator that we teach (he is actually another teacher here that we are teaching), well he is a bit harsh to us at times so most of our district doesnt really like him. I realized though that if I held a grudge the spirit would not be with me and as president Holland promised us- THE WORDS WOULD CHOKE IN MY THROAT. Powerful words and I testify they are true so I decided to let my own thoughts not matter and to just love that man as much as I could. When I made this decision I saw him as the Savior does, as a son of our Heavenly Father. The love I felt was amazing and as I went into my next lesson of teaching I taught a lesson in spanish with more power in my words than I could ever do in English. I went in and was talking about the book of mormon and the plan for the lesson was to teach the plan of salvation. However, when I gave him a book of mormon he asked how I know it was the word of God. Immediately I listened to the spirit as I knew this man didnt need to know the plan of salvation yet. I cant even remember the words I said but I told the man the story of how even though I was born in this church, I never really knew the book of mormon was true until I read it on my own. I shared with him Moronis promise which is Moroni 10: 4-5 and told him that when I read that I decided to listen to moroni and pray to know if it was true. I shared with him that when I fell to my knees and asked God, I was overwhelmed with the spirit, to the point that I knew without any doubt that the book I had read was the direct word of god and that it was meant for me, yes me. It is meant for everyone but I know that many of the scriptures that are the cornerstone of my testimony might not mean much to other people, that is because God loves me and he instructed prophets to include specific scriptures because he knew that those were the words I would need to hear. As I shared this the spirit was in the room with such strength that tears came to my eyes and I saw in the eyes of Miguel, the investigator, that he felt the spirit as well.
B on the mountain is because the MTC used to be a college but the church renovated it, now they say B is for baptisms.... :)

Sunday got even better than the last sunday here in the MTC which I couldnt even believe was possible because last sunday the spirit I felt was stronger than at any other time in my life. This sunday was amazing though because in sacrament district 16 C, who left on Monday, sung a song for the rest of the branch. As they sang I heard a voice directly behind me singing with them yet when I turned around to see who it was there was nobody there. I turned back and the voice was there again, yet I turned and still nobody was there. I turned back another time and when I heard the voice again this time the spirit flooded into my body even to the point where the strength of the spirit was burning within me. I know that there are angels here, I felt them last week as I said in my letter, but this week I heard an angel. Yes I testify that the voice was that of an angel, it was not exceptionally loud but it was definitely the voice of an angel of the Lord. I listened to the voice throughout the song and although it sounded familiar as if I knew who it was, I could not quite remember. The veil here is thin, I have witnessed this, and I believe I know who was singing, just not in this life. My soul rejoices with the peace that comes by knowing that one day I will meet whoever was there with my and that I will live with my family again. I honestly dont know how I could ever be at peace if I believed death was the end. It makes me remember how important it is for us to all keep the commandments because not only do I want to live forever which I know I will but I want to return to my God, my Father.

Monday my learning in spanish improved rapidly and I know it is because I have chosen that I will obey every rule with exact obedience, even the small ones like chewing gum. I know I have been blessed with the gift of tongues when I did this because it has been promised to me by my God. D&C 82:10 promises that- I the Lord am bound when ye do what I say but when ye do not what I say ye have no promise.


This picture is of our room, very small. If you noticed I tried to bring some of home along with me- Vikes for Life!

So remember how I told you about gunshots, well Tuesday there was a bullet on the sidewalk right in front of our apartment. Not a bullet shell but the actually bullet, probably one that was fired into the air and just fell down. It was smashed because of the hard impact of hitting the ground and its scary to think that the bullet could have hit one of the missionaries but I trust in the Lord and know that we are under his protection as we serve him.

Wednesday everyone in our district started to get sick and I did too which sucks. The food here just gets worse and worse and THERE IS NO DOCTOR PEPPER ANYWHERE. However, one of the elders got a bunch of donuts through the missionarypackagemx.com and shared them. Also if anyone out there wants to be the greatest person in the world you can send me doctor peppers using that site. For most of wednesday I read my scriptures, never before have I wanted to read as much as I do now. I have already reached Alma and am anxious to get reading again.

Me and my companion Elder Evans

I can email most of today and could really use some Utah in my life right now

Until later, love Elder Brown​

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