10-20-24 HIS HANDS HURT TOO

Huuuii aloha nō kākou! Foyos: https://photos.app.goo.gl/dwWjyoL5fVt1fcWC9 Another great week in the Philippines, filled with spirit filled experience, and helping others feel our Fathers love for them, for at least a few minutes in their week, in which i am thankful to the Lord for allowing me to be a part, of such beautiful experiences. Not a lot of time, but I would like to share, one of those experiences. This experience happened as we taught the Santa Maria family this past week, with a few of our masipag na fellowshippers! My companion and I, with a few appointments falling through, talked with the members, to know where we should go. Sister Hershe, saying we should go to visit a YSA we found last week, we took that inspiration and continued. Teaching that lesson, we shared a story, in which my companion shared with me the previous day. Changing it a little to match the situation. We shared to this son and mother, about another mother, who struggled as she strived to raise this family by herself. Her hands hurt from working all day, and her feet hurt as she made her way to her bed that night, from everything, she continues to do daily. Laying in bed that night, she wondered why, she had to do these things alone as a single mother. She wondered, if she could do it, but knew that she loved her family so much, she simply needed to. That night this mother had a dream, in this dream, she stood face to face with our Savior, in which compassionately smiling, asked how she was doing. The mother explained that her hands hurt, from working all day, her feet hurt, daily as she made her way to her bed, but willing to keep going, because of her love for her kids. The savior, holding her hand, compassionately answered, I understand, my hands hurt when these holes in my hands were made, my feet hurt too, when they were nailed to the pedestal, and I too felt lonely, when I suffered the sins and sicknesses of the world, but I, like you, did such, because I love you. Will you let me heal you? (Jacob 2:8) I know, that our savior loves us so much. I know that he suffered, merely to be there and understand, when we feel lonely and suffer. We all must suffer a portion of that atonement, at some point in our lives, or there would be no point for it. Yet as the focus is always love, we will be given the strength to endure. I love being here, and loving the Philippines more everyday. Love the Lord, love the work, love my companion, love the people, love the place! And ate a snake. Aloha nō ELDER ISHIBASHI