No. Not the alcohol. The band from the 90's. One of their songs plays on our CD at work, Santa Monica, and I love it every time I hear it, and reminds me of a simpler time when I was younger and had even less responsibility than I do now...
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We could live beside the ocean,
Leave the fire behind,
Swim out past the breakers
And watch the world die.
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I don't know why exactly it is, but I am constantly surprised by the Lord. You'd think that I would come to know that He can, and will, do anything to help me, but for some reason with my limited mortal understanding and faith, it always comes as some huge surprise when He backs me up on something.
Today I prayed for missionary experiences. It has been a while since I did so, and we are regularly reminded to in church. I didn't know why, but I really felt like I needed to have one and pray for it when I woke up this morning. Not even 3 hours later I was at work talking to one of my co-workers about the Gospel.
The conversation began and ended as most brief missionary experiences do, the enquirer not knowing much and learning something they didn't know before. Apparently missionaries had been in a neighborhood and knocked on one of my coworkers doors, he felt impressed to share this fact with other coworkers, and one felt the need to talk to me about it. What were they doing? Did I do that? What do I believe? Is it[Mormonism] Christian?
I explained, briefly, my beliefs, including knowledge of the Godhead as well as modern-day revelation. I had to ring up a customer and so the conversation stopped abruptly.
Or so I thought.
After I was done ringing she proceeded to ask more questions about Mormons. Was there anything else she wouldn't know about us? Did we have additional stories or scriptural tales of sorts that she wasn't familiar with? Did we even believe in the Bible? I laughed to myself and thought how perfect it was that these were the questions she was asking, but of course, that's how the Spirit does things: perfectly.
The conversation ended after a couple minutes of me explaining more about The Book of Mormon and my belief in solidified, unified, perfect doctrine. She went home after that, and I don't know if it made a difference to her day at all to know those things. It sure made a difference in mine. I'm grateful for answered prayers.
~Boy
