MR says: Isn't it incredible to hear how the Lord knows and reaches out to us individually, putting small miracles in our path so that we might be led back to Him, if only we have the eyes to see.
Several years ago while serving as a young missionary, with an even younger companion, I studied for days and searched my soul to have hope in my ministry. “Hope is the abiding trust that the Lord will fulfill His promises to you. It is manifest in confidence, optimism, enthusiasm, and patient perseverance. It is believing and expecting something will occur” (Preach My Gospel pg. 117).
Reciting this passage in my mind over and over, I pressed forward running from house to house on Peliso Avenue.
While talking on a doorstep one day, our phone rang and my companion went to the street to talk to a part member family who needed some service. I said to my trainee that we would go after we finished the street we were on (with three doors left my OCD on finishing streets kicked in). But as we were about to knock on the next door the Spirit whispered that we needed to leave right then.
We left to go help the family, fully expecting a miracle to be waiting for us when we arrived at their house. We got there, moved some furniture, and shared a scripture-–but nothing out of the ordinary occurred. For two weeks I wrote “Peliso Avenue” in my back-up plans in my planner but we never quite had time to go back there.