
We try to live as He taught us to do
in the Sermon On The Mount.
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Our Group Leader asked all
of us to go the extra mile in giving out BOMs. I woke up Monday morning
with a sense of urgency to put a move on it. I had explained to
Heavenly Father where I planned to go and when, on the evening before.
A message came back this morning. Dress in your Sunday best, then
prepare your resources and go.
All right, here we go down
the road. A large sized-hilltop marks the end of town and the bottom of
that hill marks the beginning of the next town. A short hill leads us
into highway speed. About three minutes later we see a car beside the
road. This is four lane traffic with bumper-to-bumper hazards so we
hesitated to negotiate our way across; "Do we need to go back?"
"Yes, that might be whom we
are supposed to see today."
So we turn around and go
back. The driver is hesitant at first, as anyone should be, but yes, he
needs help badly. "I have run out of gas, have no one to call -- and
I'm out of money."
"Okay, we live only about
four miles from here. We'll run home, fill up a little gas can and bring
back enough gas to get you into town, then follow you into a service
station, just over that next hill there. There was hesitation, He pulled
off his cap and wiped his forehead. I noticed he was a veteran and
asked where he had served in Vietnam.
There was a lot of mixups
and topsy-turvey changes of direction but we made it back with a small
can of gas, almost completely full. MORE problems developed that
required both of us to put both hands to work.
We made it back to the
station, but my credit card would not toggle the pump on. I tried
everything. "Wait a minute," I said and went to get one of my Ensigns
and a BOM. This I handed them out to the astonished gentleman. "I want
you to accept these as my gift to you for letting us help you.
He turned them over and
yelped with surprise. "Oh, my wife has been looking for these." The
pump began running behind us. We were startled. Another BOTH HANDS
FULL episode leaped before us. I got the gas going. "Is your wife a
Latter-day Saint then?"
"We are both Mormons," he
said proudly as he struggled with the question of where to put his
treasures down. "But we can't find a chapel anywhere." Then he told me
where he lived. I knew the place instantly. "You are in our ward then,
I'll give you directions."
I had to reassure him that I
knew where he lived. "That's a long ways from here." he said anxiously
"Yes, we need a lot more
members to fill up all that space," I replied. We're out combing the
roads for them." And it came to pass that we separated with big smiles
and great grins of happiness.
"Did you give him a BOM?"
Marleen asked when I got back in the car.
"Oh, better than that, we
have helped a family stranded on the road.. We have given service to a
service man from the Vietnam war. We have helped a service station make
a big sale. We have passed out a BOM and an Ensign. The two of them
almost grabbed them out of my hands. And best of all, both of the
recipients are now baptized and confirmed."
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When we returned home the
phone rang. It was a friend of Marleen's, not quite begging for a BOM.
We've been so successful today that we may have to incorporate and issue
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