Another week has flown by. Yesterday a member of our ward, Sister Leggett passed away. It was quite sad, seeing as it's Brother Leggett's second wife to die. She had Mersa and has been on dialysis the last three years of her life.
I have been spending a lot of time with this guy named Chris. I'm going to tell his story, (Mom don't be worried, I'm fine). Chris is 20 years old and has two jobs. He's a tattoo artist and a drug dealer. I have spent a lot of time with him the last few weeks and learned a lot.
Chris's life started out pretty normal. He had loving parents and lived in a quiet neighborhood. After his parents moved away two years ago, he just fell into the wrong crowd. Three weeks ago a man came to him buying drugs, and asked Chris what he thought about religion. Chris never really thought about it, until that point. He kind of stepped back and looked at his life and he realized how much it stunk. He thought he was truly worth nothing. He was contemplating suicide. He decided to kneel down and offer a pray to the Lord. that night. Probably at the same time even, my companion and I were kneeling offering our prayers to Heavenly Father on who we should see that day.
We have taught Chris twice. We even went into his shop to teach him. We sat there a little uncomfortable but soon relaxed after Chris bore a beautiful testimony about Christ and how he suffered for us all . Chris told us he wanted to leave it all behind, but couldn't. He stated everyone hates me even God. Then my companion stood and told him "How dare you say that about God . He has answered your prayers and will continue to do so as long as you have faith."
Chris may never accept the Gospel but he shall know that God does love him just as He loves each of us; hopefully we won't forget.
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Elder Zachary David Daniel
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Elder Zachary David Daniel