One evening as my companion and I approached the apartment of a man whom we had talked to on the street earlier that day, one of the residents on the ground level yelled up to us “Good luck with that house” and laughed, while another mocked, “He’s definitely not interested”. Although these rude remarks invited a burden of discouragement and even fear, a voice in my mind whispered “that is a good indicator that we are at the right house”, followed by a burning desire to serve the man who lived there. I thought about Christ and recognized that his ministry was amongst sinners. EVeryone has need of the Atonement, but Christ chose to be amongst those who were despised and rejected of men. They were the ones who would receive Him; Christ could only dwell with those who were humble enough to accept His love. Before the man even opened his door, I knew that he would invite us in. When he did open his door, we were surprised to see that it was not the man we had talked to earlier. This man was even more scraggly. Nevertheless, he accepted our invitation to have a prayer with him. Inside his home he opened up and told us a little about his precious life. To give just a basic image of his lifestyle I will mention that he was at one point a drug dealer and that he has spent some time in prison. To be honest, he didn’t really need to tell us these things, because they were implied by his appearance, the appearance of his apartment, and by the appearance of his friend who we met earlier. Regardless of his demeanor, I observed within him a sincere desire to come to know His Savior and Redeemer. And what the spirit of the Lord taught me in this moment is perhaps best described by the scripture “thus the Lord did begin to pour out his spirit upon them; and we see that his arm is extended to all people who will repent and believe on his name”(Alma 19:36). We taught this man about Christ and about prayer. We shared our testimonies and asked him the question “If Christ were here, what would you ask of him?”-to which he responded, “I would ask him to help my mother with her trials right now” (I do not recall what it was she needed help with, but the point is that what he asked for was for someone other that himself). I then proceeded to offer a prayer for this man and his family. Although I do not recall the words that I spoke, I recall the deep sincerity that I felt and the power of the Holy Ghost that was woven into every work. If I were to open my eyes, I would have expected to see Christ administering to this man. As I consider the amount of faith that I had that evening and my connection with the Holy Ghost in those hours of pure service, I am left in awe. I never could have imagined the ways in which the Lord can work through me. It is truly wonderful to participate in this great work of salvation.
To accompany my previous experience, I would like to relate an experience that I had earlier the same day. As we visited with an investigator and recent converts, we met up with a member of Elder Fischer’s ward. The member accompanied us to a few of our lessons. In the lessons, because of the stressful nature of these short visits and my timid nature, I participated much less than I ought to have. However, when I did speak, I testified boldly of Christ and of the truth of the Book of Mormon. I spoke with power-the power of the Holy Ghost-and I touched the hearts of all those who were present. Afterwards, the member told me “you had the most important things to say in there, you need to make sure that you say them. Don’t let others take over the lesson, you need to make your voice heard”. Since that moment, those words have echoed in my mind over and over again. I have come to regard these words as the counsel of the Lord, and it has become my quest to give heed to them.
~Elder Kyle Jensen~