Paint and the Priesthood

The mission home is being repainted.  

This means that we have had workers around the clock

for a couple of weeks.   If I open my window in the morning 

they say "buenos diaz."

A couple of days ago I looked out one of the windows
and the wall around the 

outside of the home was being painted a florescent yellow.

I thought that this was a strange primer.

I told President to look at the primer and he said

 No, that was the new color.

I said... "what are you talking about."

He said that he came into my room several days ago

when I was in my drug induced coma for my ear infection

and asked me to choose the colors for the walls.

Without skipping a beat I said....

"There is no way, even in my drugged state that I would ever

choose that color, period."

He said that it really happened

and I said ... "well let's go stop the madness"

Thank goodness they had only started on one small piece of the wall.

We got the color all straightened out 

but I think the pain from my ear is traveling to the other one.

I had a little tear streaming down my face today at the office.

So I asked Terry to please get one of the Elders to help him

give me a blessing.

He asked a couple of them to step into his office

and then a couple more followed in

and then the doorbell rang

and it was three more

By the time we were ready to give the blessing

there were nine great Elders 

and my husband

laying their hands on my head

to give me a Priesthood blessing.

If people truly understood what these missionaries were really all about

there would be no hesitation in listening to them.

But people are cynical about religion.
Which is very sad.... because you won't want to miss this!

We had our friend just tell us that she thought that these missionaries

were all being paid a lot of money to talk about the church.

She thought they all lived in very nice apartments and 

made a great living.

Please know that our missionaries pay for their own way

on the mission.  It is two years of dedication
and the hardest work ever

with no salary except the pure joy 

of seeing peoples lives change

including their own.

Thank you worthy Elders for the priesthood blessing today.
Les amo mis hijos.