Humble Love.

I hate asking for help. 

I would much rather do everything myself. Maybe its because i don't want to look weak in the sight of others. 

I feel a sense of accomplishment when I do things on my own. 

I feel that this has become a major battle for me on my mission. 

Asking for help. 

Humbly submitting to the will of the Father. 

Doing it his way over mine. 

Its a lesson i learned deeply this week. 

A love for Heavenly Father leads to a sense of humbleness, a willingness to be able to submit yourself to the will of the Father. Maybe its because you trust that the love he has for you and the love you have for him will allow him to lead you in the way that will allow you to grow and become the best version of yourself. 

Because of this humble love. 

I felt a new sense to obtain the attributes of humility and charity. 

Its one that can be quite difficult for me. 

I want to be able to love so deeply. 

I want to be able to love everyone and see them and the Saviour does. 

I want to be humble. 

To be willing to place myself in the hands of the Living God. 

A way that Christ showed his love to the Father was through willingly submitting his all to the will of the Father who sent him. 

It was always done that way. 

Christ strength came because of his dependence on the Father. 

Christs love came in the suffering and the pain. I truly believe suffering and pain can lead us to loving in a higher and holier way. 

But, it is only when we allow Christ to carry us that we are able to carry others. 

This week was full of humbling moments. 

Im starting to begin see what the Saviour needs me to learn here. 

This area is very different to any other area i have ever served before. 

The people here are so kind and humble. 

They are all going through so much, but they continue to place God first and trust that everything will be for their good. It's such a good example to me! 

The Lords hand was consistently stretched out to me this week. There were so many moments where i knew he was so aware of me and how i was feeling. 

Transfer days always make me super stressed. I hate travelling in an foreign country all by myself without any form of communication. I always think of the worst things happening which increases my stress so much more.

The Lord knew this. He heard my many prayers as i was waiting for my train to leave. 

As soon as i got to Crewe i had about 3 minutes to get to my connecting train. I was feeling upset because there was no way i was going to be able to get there in time. 

But, the Lord knew. 

As i got off the train this man came up to me and asked where i was headed. I told him. And he instantly took both of my bags and carried them to the train for me. Tears filled my eyes as i watched this humble man carry these bags. In that moment i knew that heaven was involved. This man was an angel. As i went to thank him he was gone. 

He knew what i needed in that very moment. 

My heart was filled with love and humility. 

I pleaded with the Lord that i would be able to make a difference here. That my love for the work and Gods children would be evident as i opened my mouth. 

Many passed us by here having no interest in learning. For a moment i began to doubt my abilities to share the gospel. I continued to pray and ask Heavenly Father to step in for just a moment. 

I quickly realised that i wasnt trusting and relying on him. I was trying to do it my way again. Because my way was comfortable. 

Ive learned that His ways are never comfortable. 

But, push us to the potential he sees. 

I prayed to fall into his hands and to do it his way. 

As we began walking down this road by the library i saw this woman on the bench with her son. We began talking to her. She didnt speak much english but she expressed an interest in learning more about the gospel. 

A couple days later she, Christene, invited us to her home and she humbly welcomed us in. We prayed yet again that we would be able to teach her and she would be able to understand. As we showed her the Book of Mormon she was astonished. As we testified i felt the spirit take our words and change them into a way she would understand. He heard our plea for help and as we humbly acknowledge our need for his help he gave us the strength to help this dear sister understand the gospel of joy.

Our sweet friend Kathryn is deaf! It was the first time I would ever see the gospel be taught in BSL! It was the most beautiful thing i have ever been apart of. I found it so beautiful that Kathryn is able to have the opportunity to learn about the gospel. 

I feel she is close to heaven. The silence in her home is one where angels can dwell. I could just feel it. 

We taught her about the restoration this week and as we showed her the first vision video and she was amazed. The biggest smile came to her face and her hand touched her heart and she exclaimed how joyful it is that Joseph Smith saw Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ.

It is a moment i will never forget. The gospel is truly for all of His children. The lord knew i needed Kathryn. It is so simple to her. And in that moment in became simple to me. 

Brett and Sally welcomed us into their sweet home. We talked about their struggles. The moments that have caused a lot of pain. As we continued talk they shared their testimonies of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. They are truly living witnesses of his grace and love. They are beginning to humbly accept the opportunity to change! I learned so much from them. They seemed to share everything i needed to hear that night. As we left their home my heart was filled with the love and humility i had been seeking all week. It all made sense to me. I felt so much gratitude for what the Lord has showed me. 

Everything i going to be okay. 

He is in control. 

He showed me that this week. 

All because of the humble love. 

The Lord has truly humbled my heart this week. 

I have so far to go. And at times i am still scared to let him take control. 

But i really want him to! 

Humility truly comes when we willingly love him and the plan he has for us! 

Humble love. 

I love you! 

Sister B.