Hello fellow humans, that time of the week again! Super neat week, let's hit it.
This week started off with a visit from our wonderful demoted AP. He's a traveling missionary now, so he stayed with us for three days to teach us correct principles. And wow, is he super smart. He knew how to turn this area upside down, and now we got that train going in 5th gear. He's running a marathon soon, so if anyone's going to run the St. George marathon say hi to him.
Cool chicken tender mercy while he was here, Elder O got a nail in his tire. We had to replace his tire before he went down to the valley to teach them correct principles. So we schedule an appointment and head on down. When we get there, they said it would be a two hour wait. Unfortunately, that's no bueno. We had a lesson in an hour and a half, so we prayed with all our might that they would replace the one tire quickly. Low and behold, God really wanted us to get to that lesson so the tire was replaced in only 45 minutes! So we thanked God and headed over.
We met with this kid that the missionaries have been trying to meet with longer than I've been out on the mission in total. So a few months. When we walked in, the parents were telling us that he started reading the books and talking to his grandpa and wanted to be baptized! How neat that he felt the spirit enough from the things he was reading and talking about to want to be baptized. We thankfully have more meetings with him set up so we don't have to wait for the next batch of missionaries to meet with him again.
On Saturday, I finally received a laptop so I don't have to write code off of my poor cell phone. It ain't great and compiles pretty slow, but it'll do the job. But with this laptop, I was joking that part of the reason that it was a need was that I need to hack the space telescopes to start looking for Kolob. So that's what I do from 10:30 to 6:30 (this is a joke, sorry president).
Yesterday was an interesting day. We had our day jam packed full of lessons, but one by one every single lesson canceled. It was a bit frustrating, but we knew that God needed us to do something for a crazy coincidence like that. We start hitting up inactive members, and we get to this one member named Miles. He lived in an apartment complex, but the gate was super easy to bypass. We head right in like God owned the place and knock on the address we have in our tools. The manager comes out of her apartment behind us and tells us we gotta bounce. We tell her, ah nah this is a member of our congregation. She was like, ah nah don't care, you don't have an appointment, go call him.
So kinda defeated, we walk out of the complex, call him up and ask if we can come by. He says sure, so we head back into the apartment, knock on his door again and so the manager comes back out again. But thankfully Miles pops out and we have a good conversation. We're meeting with him now, trying to get him to come back to church. The Lord needed us to visit this brother, so it was good that our lessons canceled. Reactivating a member is just as important as baptizing a new one.
This week I've been listening to this song from the Tabernacle choir called 'Brightly Beams our Father's Mercy'. In the song it talks about how we, as humans, are the lower lights. All of us are trying to get off the ocean and back to shore, which means that we need a big lighthouse. But the lighthouse can't do everything, only give a general idea where the shore is. That's where the lower lights come in; they show exactly where the rocks are so we can all pull in to the harbor.
In this analogy, Jesus Christ is the big lighthouse and we are the lower lights for each other. So reading this email comes with a trap. Mwa ha ha, you already read the email so you must accept this challenge: see how you can be a lower light for someone. The seas are rough for every single person out there, go help someone else get back to the shore. As you lose yourself in the service of others, the devil's grip on your life will loosen.
Have a great week!
-- Elder Coxson
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