Day 99-Kick Ball and Blacksmiths-07-05-06
Today was a fun p-day. We had another fun zone activity at the park. We played kickball, the senior companions vs. the junior companions. The weather was perfect. We had some good innings. It was a little difficult for Elder D, not being able to catch with his broken arm. Elder G. was our team captain, being the Zone leader. When we were up to kick, Elder G would instruct us to hit to Elder D in left field. He can’t catch. Elder D showed us up, however. When the ball was heading toward him, he positioned himself so that he could kick it back as soon as it landed. He kicked it right to second base and got our man out. In the end, seniors won 26 to 16. I still had a blast, though.
We also taught D at Sister A’s house. As it turns out, D does not live in this area, so we will need to transfer him to the missionaries in his area, but for now, the support is here in this area. Plus, Sister A is the best. She loves to teach and bear her testimony. We were telling D about praying sincerely. Sister A got into the discussion and told him how receiving answers to your prayers is like a blacksmith. I won’t dare try to tell it like she did. I can’t match her story-telling. It’s amazing to listen to her speak. I’ll try to put the gist of her story into my own words.
Prayer is like a blacksmith. “Underneath a cherry tree, the village Smithy stands. The Smith, a mighty man, they say with arms like metal bands.” Rocky and Bullwinkle A blacksmith’s job is to mold metal into horse shoes, wagon wheels and things like that. (“Any of you boys Smithy’s?, or if not Smithy’s per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts, till circumstances beyond your control forced you into a life of aimless wandering?” Everett, O Brother, Where Art Thou)
When a blacksmith wants to make a wagon wheel, he works the metal over the fire. It makes it soft, so when he strikes it with his hammer, he easily gets what he wants. If it is not soft, it is almost impossible to change the shape of the metal. That’s how it is with prayer. If we don’t soften our hearts, we won’t be able to receive the answer our Heavenly Father wants to give us. We have to humble ourselves before a change can occur.
Good night. DAY 100 TOMORROW
We also taught D at Sister A’s house. As it turns out, D does not live in this area, so we will need to transfer him to the missionaries in his area, but for now, the support is here in this area. Plus, Sister A is the best. She loves to teach and bear her testimony. We were telling D about praying sincerely. Sister A got into the discussion and told him how receiving answers to your prayers is like a blacksmith. I won’t dare try to tell it like she did. I can’t match her story-telling. It’s amazing to listen to her speak. I’ll try to put the gist of her story into my own words.
Prayer is like a blacksmith. “Underneath a cherry tree, the village Smithy stands. The Smith, a mighty man, they say with arms like metal bands.” Rocky and Bullwinkle A blacksmith’s job is to mold metal into horse shoes, wagon wheels and things like that. (“Any of you boys Smithy’s?, or if not Smithy’s per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts, till circumstances beyond your control forced you into a life of aimless wandering?” Everett, O Brother, Where Art Thou)
When a blacksmith wants to make a wagon wheel, he works the metal over the fire. It makes it soft, so when he strikes it with his hammer, he easily gets what he wants. If it is not soft, it is almost impossible to change the shape of the metal. That’s how it is with prayer. If we don’t soften our hearts, we won’t be able to receive the answer our Heavenly Father wants to give us. We have to humble ourselves before a change can occur.
Good night. DAY 100 TOMORROW
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