"Tyson,
we need to practice just one more time." I looked at my little sister
Haidyn, who had a glow in her bright eyes that words can't explain. It was the
day of her baptism, and she was so excited that she was going to be baptized.
She was scared, happy, excited... every emotion that a little girl could be
feeling. For what seemed to be the millioneth time, I grabbed her wrist, and
pretended to baptize her again. I'll never forget the emotions of that day.
Seeing my beautiful little sister walk down the stairs into the font, dressed
purely in white. I remember seeing the joy in her eyes and I took her
wrist and stated, with my heart pounding, "Haidyn Dawn Roper, having been
commissioned of Jesus Christ, I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the
Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen." I put her underneath the water, and
pulled her up. She came up pure, perfect. She was as perfect as Jesus
Christ Himself. By far the closest I'll ever be to perfection. I led her out of
the font, and went into the dressing room, where I began to weep. The feeling
of the spirit overwhelmed me in ways that I'll never be able to understand.
Love, joy, happiness, peace.... everything. The exact same feeling that I felt
as I baptized my very first convert in Korea just yesterday.
My
investigator, dressed in pure white, being led into the font for baptism
brought me the peace that this gospel is truly about. He looked as a little
child as he took upon him the name of Jesus Christ. The tears welled in my eyes
as I was able to watch this man come out of the font, as perfect as Christ
Himself. The smile on his face was enough to know that every single thing I've
went through in Korea, and to get here, has been worth every minute. Worth
every trial, struggle, and everything else. Seven months later, I can
finally say I gave someone the wonderful privilege of receiving an eternal
ordinance.
The
one common thing of both baptisms that I've been able to witness of both my
little sister, and my first convert, was the joy that was shining in their
eyes. Christ Himself taught that we need to be as little children. Full of
laughter, full of joy, full of hope, and trust in everything around us. No
less, little kids always have crying fits right?? But minutes later, they're
ready to go and try again. They're always willing to try. They have no fear.
They are truly perfect, despite all that they do. May we all be as little
children in our lives. I remember the countenance I felt as I baptized Haid. I
remember the feeling as I watched my investigator be baptized. It's the
countenance of being a child. Always full of hope, ready to take on the
world, and despite failing, maybe a scraped knee, or a cut, get back up, and
keep going.
I'm
so grateful to be a missionary. I'm so grateful I've been able to have the
gospel in my life. I love this gospel more than words can truly describe. As we
turn to Christ, He lifts us to new heights, makes us stronger and better than
ever before. He lives, and He knows us all personally. I love my Savior and I
know of the reality of His Atonement, suffering, and things that He went
through for us. I know He's there, and I know He loves every single one of His
children.
I
love you all and can't thank you enough. Thanks for all the love, support,
prayers, and everything. It truly means the world. Thanks for everything
can't wait for next week! Love ya'll!
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