So apparently they don't have earplugs here in Mexico. I
know this because one of the Hermanas in my district was telling me about how
noisy it is outside of her apartment and how she has been having a really hard
time sleeping. I am not proud to admit this, but my first thought was,
"Awe that stinks. I'm so glad I have two sets of earplugs, cause I still
have 16 months, but I have a back up set if I lose the first set."
My second thought was a little bit better, "Oh hey, I have two
sets. I should totally give her a set." But then my third thought totally
set the stage for a really big lesson, "I know, I'll give her the set that
doesn't work quite as well. At least something is better than nothing."
WOW. You know that moment when you break a cookie in half, but one side is
bigger so you give the little half to the person you are "sharing"
with. Yeah. That was me. Here I am "preaching the Gospel of Jesus
Christ," spending a year and a half "in the service of my fellow
being," and I am content with giving, but only if its the lesser portion
of my abundance. And over an earplug. A little tiny thing that really doesn't
matter. How can I claim to be a disciple of the Savior, when I have such a hard
time at following one of the most basic lessons he taught "Love one
another." The Savior would have immediately thought to give her the ONLY
set of earplugs he had. So, from this we learn that I am most definitely not
perfect. In fact nobody is. ]That is nobody, EXCEPT the Savior. He was the most
perfect being to ever walk the face of the earth, and really the good news of
this Gospel is that because He was perfect, we can be forgiven when we are not.
We can overcome our weaknesses, our selfish tendencies, and let Him lift us up.
"Behold by beloved brethren, remember the words of your God, {'COME
UNTO ME' Mathew 11:24}, pray unto him continually by day, and give thanks unto
his holy name by night. Let your hearts rejoice." (2Nephi 9:52,
The Book of Mormon). Rejoice. Because no, we are not perfect, but He is. And
that is enough. We can change. We can become better. We can give more and
complain less.
So that's all. That's what I learned from such a seemingly
insignificant encounter.
Next time you break a cookie in half, think a little bit
longer before you decide which piece to give away. The decision you make could
change your life:)
Mucho Amor,
Hermana Jones
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