I'm Growing: Part Three

If you missed last Monday's post, check it out here.

When Wayne told me he would be baptised in February, I knew what his decision meant for me.

I knew that his decision to become a Mormon meant that I would one day become one, too. I was okay with this. Happy about it, even. I liked the idea of it.

I knew that it was no coincidence that Wayne had played football, rather than soccer. God had prepared Wayne, many years before, by giving him the ability to play football, so that there would be a connection between him and those missionaries. So that I would eventually make the same decision he had made, to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (wow, that's a mouthful!).

That brings me here. I've begun speaking with missionaries of my own (who let me call them Jesse and Ryan, and are very patient with me). I'm learning a lot. I'm studying Scripture more than I have in my whole life.

I'm growing, and that's a very good thing.