A man was sleeping at night in his cabin when suddenly his room filled with light, and the Savior appeared. The Lord told the man he had work for him to do, and showed him a large rock in front of his cabin. The Lord explained, that the man was to push against the rock with all his might.
This the man did, day after day. For many years he toiled from sun ·up to sun down, his shoulders set squarely against the cold, massive surface of the unmoving rock, pushing with all his might.
Each night the man returned to his cabin sore, and worn out feeling that his whole day has been spent in vain. Since the man was showing signs of discouragement the adversary decide to enter the picture by placing thoughts into the man's weary mind: "You have been pushing against that rock for a long time, and it hasn't budged. Why kill yourself over this? You are never going to move it." Thus giving the man the impression that the task was impossible and that he was a failure. These thoughts discouraged and disheartened the man.
"Why kill yourself over this?” he thought. I will just put in my time, giving just the minimum effort; and that will be enough." And that is what he planned to do, until one day he decided to make it a matter of prayer and take his troubled thoughts to the Lord.
"Lord" he said, I've labored long and hard in Your service, putting all my strength to do that which You've asked. Yet, after all this time, I haven't even budged that rock by half a millimeter. What's wrong? Why am I failing?"
"MY friend, when I asked you to serve Me – you accepted.
I told you that your task was to push against the rock with all your strength - which you've done. Never once did I mention to you that I expected you to move it. Your task was to push. And now you come to Me - with your strength spent, thinking that you've failed. But is that really so?"
"Look at yourself. Your arms are strong and muscular. Your back sinew is mighty. Your hands a callused from the constant pressure; and your legs have become massive and hard. Through opposition you've grown much and your abilities now surpass that which you used to have. Yet you haven't moved the rock. But your calling was to be obedient and to push and to exercise your faith and trust in My wisdom. This you’ve done.
I, my friend, will now move the rock.”
My mission president sent this to us in his email and I remember back in seminary when we were taught this story by being told to try to do an impossible task. Some things seem impossible...like when I think that we have 300 members here in Durres, about 50 on average come to church, and maybe 10 others we have phone numbers or addresses where we can contact them. Yes sometimes it feels like there is no way we will be able to contact all the members. BUT drop by drop. avash avash. We "randomly" met members almost every day that we had no contact for before. One girl was with her friend who was interested in english course and she's like oh and I'm baptized...oh...nice to meet you. Another time we were going to do tracting and Klaudia was with us and said hey how bout that pëllatë over there? so we went and she's like hey those girls are members. We talked to them and they were on their way to their grandmothers house, and invited us. We ended up doing a lesson with their whole family, and they are super excited to come to the Christmas activity on Saturday.
Oh and Motra Risk's cute mom and stake sent us 12 days of Christmas :) Wow we are so lucky! And the lights at the church are so amazing. (so amazing that a couple of the brothers stay over night so that people don't come and steal them)
GEZUAR KRISHTLINDJE! Matthew 2:8 Go and search diligently or the young child; and when ye have found him, bring me word again, that I may come and worship him also.
Let's forget that it was Herod that said this because if it were sincere-I love this scripture. First we have to search for Christ in our lives and after we have found Him in our hearts we can share the word with everyone that they may also come to Him. WISE MEN STILL SEEK HIM.
Seek Him. The First Christmas Gift. The Reason for the Season. A Child is Born.
Motra Hagërd
Our old district pic.
and that's B she is hilarious. love her!
new district. with Motra Risk from Palm Springs/Indio and Elder Kaks from NewCastle, England (luckily we can understand him a little better than Elder zhonej)
we hosted a fancy service thing and look at those ordervs...nuk e di fare how to spell that [hors d'oeuvres]
Pics of our beautiful city
Gifts waiting under the tree
WOW my first pair of nëna socks!!!!!! made by a real shqiptarë
She had no idea I was taking pics. Completely candid. Motra Risk on the phone...
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