In the early summer of 2014, My companion and I were doing as missionaries do, and knocking on doors. Naturally, we walked straight up to quite a large house. The person who answered seemed a little intoxicated. (However, I didn't smell anything on him so it might just be how he was) He said he had "already been saved." He stated he had already accepted Jesus in his heart and didn't need anymore (you would be surprised how many people say they don't want more Christ in their lives). He, instead, tried to point us in another direction. Pointing to the trailer community, he said, "Y'all need to go down there to the trailer park and preach to them." The reasoning behind this statement of his is unknown. Maybe because they are in a more poor economic condition, he thought they weren't religious. Whatever his reason for his statement, he was ignorant to the fact we were there a few days earlier.
While we were there, we knocked on a trailer door. When the door opened, I saw a cockroach climbing up the inside of the door. A man, who spoke broken English answered. He looked at me and said, "Hablas espanol?" (because people think I am mexican). I replied to him, "no." But, notwithstanding that barrier, we began communicating with him. We understood what he was trying to say, and he understood us. He was happy to let us in to talk about Christ. Naturally, we followed him. As we walked into his home, I looked on the back wall, and saw a few more cockroaches making their way to their destination on that wall. He had a plywood floor (not to be mixed up with hardwood), and a small "tube" television sitting on the ground in, what appeared to be, the living room. Then there was the couch. It was worn down. The support it gave was no longer to be found. When we sat on it, the cushioning was well used, and we sank quite low to the floor. He sat across from us in a equally worn chair. We began to talk and he expounded to us his life.
The Hispanic man had said his "life was perfect" in a situation where other people would say otherwise. He been humbled sufficiently to allow Christ to change him. I had a stronger belief the people who the richer man pointed us to wanted to know who Jesus Christ is. They had seen many miracles in their lives, and took none of the blessings they had for granted. I think back to the poor widow who gave all she had, which was two mites. Back then, people looked down on her, but Christ esteemed her to be higher than all who had donated previously.
|3 Nephi 13: 19-21; Matthew 6: 19-21|