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This week I'm thankful for full time missionaries (young adult men and women of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints called to officially share the gospel around the world at their own expense for 1.5 - 2yrs). We had a couple of them over for lunch this week and this time it was a little different. Usually, we have a meal, have a get to know each other conversation, and then they offer a brief scriptural message. This set of Elder missionaries went beyond (the turnover of different missionaries over time is moderately high so we get to meet a lot of new ones). We talked extensively about scripture and I was given "study homework" ... they wrote down questions and provided scripture chapters where I would find the answers. They also gave me a harvest blessing and because I was at a spiritual struggle, they gave me a personal blessing as well.
I didn't really know what a harvest blessing was ..or better yet, I now know the terminology of such a blessing. We all knelt in prayer, one of the missionaries offered the prayer for my home and those in it for what we stood in need. It was like what I pictured of olden biblical times where called men of God would go to proselyte, be invited to a home, and he'd leave the home giving a blessing. That was what happened and wow, I felt wonderful! Then I got even more emotional and they asked if I would like a special blessing, just for me. Hey, I could use all the blessings I can get so I said yes. There they laid their hands upon my head and offered me a very personal invocation for divine care. Sacred moment. My heart was full.