Mormon Missionary Evangelism Update

Hello, again dear friends! Yesterday, as I had mentioned, I had scheduled two Mormon missionaries to come and talk with me. Unfortunately, about an hour before hand, they let me know they weren’t going to be able to stop and talk. They could only bring me a pamphlet. When they arrived they wouldn’t come inside, and only stayed for a minute. They asked if someone else from their church could come by and talk with me. I agreed, but have yet to hear from them in regards to a time. I was disappointed that I was unable to sit and share the Gospel with them, however they both gladly took a Gospel tract from me. I wasn’t sure why they were unwilling, last minute, to stop and talk with me as previously planned. After researching it, I think it might be due to the fact that my husband works nights and would have been asleep. Wisely, the young men on missions are discouraged from being in homes alone with women.

Just as a side story, when I worked as a clerk in Downtown Dallas we had a man who tended our office plants. He was very, very happily married, and gushed about his wife and their many years together. Often times he would tell us stories of when he use to tend the household plants of mansions. It was the house wives, not the vegetation, that gave him the most trouble. Think Joseph and Potiphar’s wife. He eventually had to stop that line of work, and switched to industrial plant care. All that is to say that we ought to flee any form of temptation, and to that point, born again believers need to be teaching our young people to do the same. Do we guard our youth as vigorously as we ought to? While we thinking on these things, let us also pray for our pastors and elders, for fortitude against temptation.

I wish that I had more to report, that there was audio or some encouraging fruit. Two things I can say, for certain, came of all this. First, I was greatly helped by all your prayers and my own need for being in prayer. What a blessing it is, truly, to be reminded of my deep and desperate need for Gods strength! Second, I’ve not studied so rigorously in a very long time. Gods Word is a never ending well of truth. Galatians, just Galatians alone, is enough to refute every single cult. I hope to hear back from these gentlemen, and perhaps to have one of their young ladies come and hear to good news of the Gospel. I once believed I was earning my way to heaven. I believed I was saving myself through the sinners prayer. But I knew, I wouldn’t have dared to say the words out loud, but I knew I had no assurance of salvation. Praise God, He is mighty to save! What is impossible with man is possible with God, we cannot earn it, we could never be righteous, but Christ has bought us! He has died in our place, bore our sins and death, rose again for our justification, and has reconciled us to Himself. Oh, amazing grace, how sweet the sound!

My beloved brethren, brothers and sisters in Christ, I thank my God daily for you all. One day, in eternity, we will meet and throw our arms around one another’s necks. But, in this fallen world, God has already blessed me with your encouragement, and prayers! May the Lord we serve bless you, today, my friends. As always, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

Preparing for Mormon Missionaries

As I said, dear friends, when I started the Twisted Tuesday series on essential doctrines, our new apartment is right next to a Mormon temple. It should not, therefor, have taken me by surprise when two young men knocked on my door last week. This blog is not predominantly about me, unless I feel that there is something encouraging or edifying in my life to share. So, I should briefly explain some things before I continue with what happened last week. I hope this will be helpful to others who struggle in this area, regardless of the reasons. I’m not just socially inept, I’m a hermit.

The recent neurological diagnosis shed a lot of light into this area of my life. It’s actually a sensory issue, new people with different sounding voices, smells, styles of communicating can be overwhelming. Without getting to deep into the subject, my brain processes senses as attacks. Sunlight, wind, heat or cold, loud or repetitive noises, flashing lights, lots of movement, certain textures, or anything new and different. I can manage with one or two, it usually takes several of these factors before I shut down. Imagine getting sand in your eye, and needed to stop walking so you can get it out. All of the sensations that are typical for you would be sand in my eye. It’s not enough to stop me from living a fruitful life, but it tends to make me weary of socializing. The medication and treatment has helped, I can often ignore the sand in the eye sensation now.

I think there’s a second factor that has created the perfect storm, and it’s environmental. We live in a time where we need not even speak vocally to one another to convey a point. My FedEx delivery fellow doesn’t wait at the door, they knock and flee. Neighbors don’t talk to one another, we avoid eye contact wherever we go. Even our cashiers are automated now. I could, and before getting saved did, live comfortably with the most minimum amount of human contact. Once God, by His grace, made me a new creature, born again and desperately desiring fellowship with other saints and, even more desperately, to see the lost be saved, my attitude shifted. I was not magically enabled to work through the neurological and societal walls that made regular conversations so difficult, however I was compelled by love to leave my comfort zone. My husband and my daughter have helped tremendously, even from the beginning by encouraging me when I was simply able to say “good morning” to a neighbor. Yes, it started that small, my friends. I could talk to family, friends, co-workers, and I could even forcefully talk to strangers when the occasion presented itself. The change came from the heart, I wanted to do this, I needed to do this.

Now, we get to the knock on the door. The reason for the interruption in Tuesday’s series. I answered the door. I do that now. Previously, if some strangers knocked on the door, I’d quietly wait for them to leave. They told me they were from the Mormon church and wanted to share Jesus Christ, and peace with me. I asked them to, but they said they would have to come back, so we set up an appointment. Tomorrow at 12. Dear ones, the moment I shut the door I felt my heart drop. Where did the boldness come from to set up an appointment with two strangers come from? The Holy Spirit. In my great weakness He is strong, I believe that God will be glorified tomorrow. This week I have felt my inability more so than ever before, and as such I have felt my great need for God. I cherish this deep discomfort, the opportunity to share Christ with these two young men who have come to my door, has shown yet again that I am nothing without Christ.

I’ve spent the weekend and past couple days preparing. An elder at the church we’re visiting has given me good advice and assistance. I ask that you would all pray for me, and these two boys, as tomorrow comes. If you have advice, or something educational I can watch or read it would be greatly appreciated. I will attempt to record as much of the conversation as possible to share with you all. I do ask, again, that you would pray for me. I have a great need, I serve a great God. As always, beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

Wednesday Testimony – Frank Jenner

Below, dear ones, is a short video detailing the amazing life and impact of Frank Jenner the George Street Evangelist. Often times we can become discouraged, and grow weary of doing good. If you’re anything like me, it can be particularly frustrating with lost family and friends. Most of the time, and for good reason, we’re not shown the fruit of our labors. First, and foremost, everything we do is to glorify God and make Him known. So He receives glory whether we see the fruit or not, like Mr. Jenner. Secondly, how easily tempted are we by pride when we often see the difference made by our obedience? Beloved, success is not numbers, success is obedience to God.

I pray this testimony is a blessing to you all! If you listened to Frank Jenner’s story and realized that you are ‘playing the hypocrite’ like one of the men Jenner witnesses to, please repent of your sins and ask God for forgiveness. Put your faith in Christ alone, who lived a sinless life and was crucified in our place, bearing the wrath we deserved, paying the sin debt owed.

As always, beloved friends, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.