August 15, 2016
Hey guys,
I hope you all had a great week! I want you all to know that I love
you and that your Heavenly Father loves you.
This week we had a really cool experience. We were out tracting in 100
degree weather on Saturday and we were ready to be done but we decided
to try one more house before going to dinner so we went and there were
a bunch of Hispanic guys outside and we started to talk to them. I was
able to have a conversation on my own with one of them and I shared
the Book of Mormon with him and Moroni 10:3-5 with him and it just
touched his heart that he invited us to come back the next day and
share more. So we went back Sunday and he said that before we had come
Saturday he had prayed to God to help him find his bible but we showed
up and gave him the Book of Mormon and shared the scripture and he
told us he knows it's a sign from God. And he just asked us over and
over how we knew to give it to him. But we are going to start teaching
him and he is super excited to come to church this next week, so
that's awesome!
I read a super awesome Poem this morning from Elder Packer that I
wanted to share with you guys:
In ancient times the cry “Unclean!”
Would warn of lepers near.
“Unclean! Unclean!” the words rang out,
Then all drew back in fear,
Lest by the touch of lepers’ hands
They, too, would lepers be,
There was no cure in ancient times,
Just hopeless agony.
No soap, no balm, no medicine
Could stay disease or pain
There was no salve, no cleansing battle
To make them well again.
But there was One, the record shows,
Whose touch could make them pure;
Could ease their awful suffering,
Their rotting flesh restore.
His coming long had been foretold.
Signs would precede His birth.
A Son of God to woman born,
With power to cleanse the earth.
The day He made ten lepers whole,
The day He made them clean,
Well symbolized His ministry
And what His life would mean.
However great that miracle,
This was not why He came.
He came to rescue every soul
From death, from sin, from shame.
For greater miracles, He said,
His servants yet would do,
To rescue every living soul,
Not just heal up the few.
Though we’re redeemed from mortal death,
We still can’t enter in
Unless we’re clean, cleansed every whit,
From every mortal sin
What must be done to make us clean
We cannot do alone.
The law, to be a law, requires
A pure one must atone.
He taught that justice will be stayed
Till mercy’s claim be heard
If we repent and are baptized
And live by every word. …
If we could only understand
All we have heard and seen,
We’d know there is no greater gift
Than those two words--“Washed clean!
I think this is an awesome poem of the atonement and I am so grateful
for the sacrifice that our Savior made for us so we can be cleansed
from our sins and have our pains and sorrows taken away.
I love you all and hope you have a great week!
Love,
Hermana Barnes
I hope you all had a great week! I want you all to know that I love
you and that your Heavenly Father loves you.
This week we had a really cool experience. We were out tracting in 100
degree weather on Saturday and we were ready to be done but we decided
to try one more house before going to dinner so we went and there were
a bunch of Hispanic guys outside and we started to talk to them. I was
able to have a conversation on my own with one of them and I shared
the Book of Mormon with him and Moroni 10:3-5 with him and it just
touched his heart that he invited us to come back the next day and
share more. So we went back Sunday and he said that before we had come
Saturday he had prayed to God to help him find his bible but we showed
up and gave him the Book of Mormon and shared the scripture and he
told us he knows it's a sign from God. And he just asked us over and
over how we knew to give it to him. But we are going to start teaching
him and he is super excited to come to church this next week, so
that's awesome!
I read a super awesome Poem this morning from Elder Packer that I
wanted to share with you guys:
In ancient times the cry “Unclean!”
Would warn of lepers near.
“Unclean! Unclean!” the words rang out,
Then all drew back in fear,
Lest by the touch of lepers’ hands
They, too, would lepers be,
There was no cure in ancient times,
Just hopeless agony.
No soap, no balm, no medicine
Could stay disease or pain
There was no salve, no cleansing battle
To make them well again.
But there was One, the record shows,
Whose touch could make them pure;
Could ease their awful suffering,
Their rotting flesh restore.
His coming long had been foretold.
Signs would precede His birth.
A Son of God to woman born,
With power to cleanse the earth.
The day He made ten lepers whole,
The day He made them clean,
Well symbolized His ministry
And what His life would mean.
However great that miracle,
This was not why He came.
He came to rescue every soul
From death, from sin, from shame.
For greater miracles, He said,
His servants yet would do,
To rescue every living soul,
Not just heal up the few.
Though we’re redeemed from mortal death,
We still can’t enter in
Unless we’re clean, cleansed every whit,
From every mortal sin
What must be done to make us clean
We cannot do alone.
The law, to be a law, requires
A pure one must atone.
He taught that justice will be stayed
Till mercy’s claim be heard
If we repent and are baptized
And live by every word. …
If we could only understand
All we have heard and seen,
We’d know there is no greater gift
Than those two words--“Washed clean!
I think this is an awesome poem of the atonement and I am so grateful
for the sacrifice that our Savior made for us so we can be cleansed
from our sins and have our pains and sorrows taken away.
I love you all and hope you have a great week!
Love,
Hermana Barnes
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