By Debi:
This last week we have been traveling all other northern Missouri. The autumn leaves are starting to turn bright
red, orange and yellow. The weather has
been beautiful but it is getting colder every day.
We have had two experiences this week that I would like to share. One
late afternoon we were looking for a Young Single Adult in the town of
Richmond. Just as a side note, there are
a couple of special monuments in Richmond.
One is the statue of General Doniphan who plays a big part in Mormon
Missouri history and the Monument to the 3 witnesses. Back to the story, the
apartment was located in a very old dumpy two story school. The kind of school that most have burned down
or been torn down. As we walked in the
door there was a big sign telling all tenants the rules; no drugs, no selling
drugs (even in the parking lot) no going into other apartments and stealing
stuff, etc. I was very surprised to read the rules but I was also determined to
knock on the apartment door. I wasn’t
going to come this far and have fear stop me from finding that YSA. We knocked on the door and no one
answered. But out of another apartment
came a young man who actually looked very nice.
He asked us who we were looking for and he told us that the man we were
looking for had moved to another town.
This young man saw our name tags and asked us about our Church. He asked if we were preachers. We told him that we were missionaries. He told us that he use to go to a Baptist
church but his mother had died 6 months before and he felt lost and wanted to
be part of a religion. We talked to him
for a little while and he said that he would like the missionaries to come and
teach him about our church. We wrote down all of his information and promised
him that the young Elders would be by soon. As we left the building I couldn’t really
believe that we had just had that experience.
We almost didn’t go in because of fear and we would have missed meeting
and helping this special young man. We
have called the Elders with the information and they are right on it.
The second experience was that same night. We went to a home of a young
man that we were looking for. He was at work
but his mother spoke to us for quite a while.
She told us that she was not happy that her son had joined our
Church. She is Catholic and she was very
hurt. She told us that she doesn’t think
Mormons are Christians and that we are a cult.
We were very sympathetic to her feelings and we both bore our
testimonies that we are Christians and that we have a firm testimony that Jesus
Christ is our Savior and our Redeemer. I
think she felt a little better after our discussion. We told her we would talk to her anytime she
wanted to explain our beliefs and help her understand that her son is not part
of a cult. She had been to a meeting
with her friend of a Pentecostal church and a special speaker had come and told
them all about the Mormon Church. It made me very sad that there are still people
out there preaching that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is not
a Christian faith. I hope we were able
to soften her heart just a little.
Wow, we are having all kinds of experiences. I have to say that this assignment is a
little different from auditing! We will
truly have served two different missions.
Our camera did not do this justice. It has been a full moon this week. We have been marking our mission by full moons. The moon comes up on the horizon without mountains and it looks so huge. It nearly takes our breath away.
By Greg:
Yesterday we took a day and went biking on the KATY rail-to-trail bike
trail. We over did it but it was so
beautiful. We have previously ridden
this trail from St. Louis to here. After
a long ride we were very hungry so we decided to stop to eat at the local
Golden Corral. We were worried that we
would not be properly dressed, but our fears were put to rest when we got in
the restaurant. I think this is the
local chapter of the Duck Dynasty.
About half the men had long beards and many of the women were wearing
duck hunting jackets. We enjoyed
listening to their conversations. This
was country at its best. I said those duck men were starting a fashion trend
and Debi thinks these people have always dressed and looked like that and the
duck men are just a reflection of reality.
Well, so much for that. We have had quite the week. Last weekend we participated in the 50th
anniversary of the dedication of the Liberty Jail Visitor center. It was wonderful. They had a “reader’s theater” that was put on
by direct descendants of Joseph Smith, some who are members of our Church. One of them has been a bishop. It was very moving.
Sister Susan Easton Black Durrant came and gave a presentation. Many of our children have taken classes from
her. Her husband died and now she is
married to George Durrant (father of Devin) and they are serving a temple
mission in Nauvoo. It was fun to meet
her after all we have heard about her.
She also knows our son JB and said nice things about him.
As part of the Liberty Jail 50th anniversary the Kansas City
Chapter of the BYU Alumni Association held a BBQ, a fundraising auction and hosted
an additional speaker. They auctioned
several things. One of them was a
replica of one of the keys to the original Liberty Jail. The RLDS claim to have the real one, but we also
have one, and ours is much bigger, and it is on display in the visitor’s
center. Anyway, they are not making any
more of these replicas so they auctioned it off. It started at $20. I was willing to pay that. We would have probably given it to JB. As some of you know, I was once involved in
the Christmas Tree Festival in Ogden. I
know a little about charity auctions and how to bid things up. Well I helped out this BYU chapter by bidding
on this. It sold for $300! I got out
just in time, and I don’t think the guy who won knew what happened. It was fun, but I scared Debi a little. Oh, the RLDS does have the door, and they
loaned it to us for a while to display.
But now it is in the basement museum at their temple. So it might make sense that they also had the
key. Ours was given to us by a lady from
Liberty in her will who said it was the actual key and she wanted the Mormons
to have it when she died.
As I said, Elder M. Russell Ballard came and gave a fireside Sunday
night. Everyone that came needed a
ticket to get in. It started at 7:00pm
and they opened the doors at 6:00pm. All
of the seats were gone by 6:30. It was a
great event. He came because Hyrum Smith
is his great-great-grandfather (Elder Ballard—His mother, who was
a Smith—Her father, Hyrum Mack Smith, who was also an apostle—His
father, Joseph F. Smith, who was the 7th president of the
Church—son of Hyrum Smith, brother to the Prophet, Joseph). Of course,
Hyrum was in Liberty Jail with Joseph.
He was always by Joseph’s side.
Elder Ballard also has his family on his father’s side which includes
his grandfather, Melvin J. Ballard, who was an apostle. But his great-grandfather also has a Missouri
story. I discovered this while reading
about a river boat on Good Friday on April 7, 1852. This is not a story about Missouri persecutions,
but rather of kindness and Christian service by the citizens of Lexington,
Missouri.
Henry Ballard was 22 years old and a single man who came from England
to New Orleans on the sailing ship Kennebee. He was a sheep herder traveling with the
family of his fiancée, Elizabeth, who is listed as being 26 years old. Her father, George May, was also a
shepherd. Henry Ballard had with him two
sheep dogs.
They traveled up river to St. Louis on a Mississippi riverboat. At St. Louis, they boarded the Missouri
riverboat, Saluda. It took several days to get up river. They had booked passage to Council Bluffs,
Iowa, where they planned to join a wagon train company and “cross the plains”.
At Lexington the Missouri River makes a bend. The current was very great in the
spring. The captain made several
attempts over several days to get around the bend. Then on the morning of April 9th
he apparently said, “I will round the point this morning or blow this boat to
hell!”
Well, we don’t know where the boat went, or the captain, but about 100
people were killed, including 28 Latter-day Saints. At least that many Latter-day Saints were
also wounded; some losing limbs. There
may have been 175 people on the boat, not all were Mormons.
Henry Ballard and the May family
survived, but his two sheep dogs were never found. The sad thing is that when they began their
overland segment, Elizabeth died of cholera. So instead of marrying her, he
helped bury her.
The townspeople of Lexington came
to the aid of the injured. Almost
everyone lost all their belongings.
There were some orphans that were even taken into the homes and
adopted. They helped bury the dead, and
raised money to help the victims.
There is a monument at Lexington
in a nice little park. The bell from the
boat went shooting in the air along with a 600 pound safe. They both landed high up on the river bank.
The safe still had a spotted dog tied to it and the bell was recovered and
placed on a church, where it is now on display.
Henry Ballard made it to Logan,
married and had children. He was a
bishop in Logan for many years. His great-grand-son is a wonderful man, and is
truly an Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ.
What wonderful, inspiring experiences you shared!
ReplyDeleteI love the missionary stories. It is interesting that you are gathering in others than on your list. Keep doing what you are doing! By the way, mom you look so cute on your bike!
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