Tuesday, July 16, 2013
People on the streets who don't really like us tend to mock us by calling us "Yesus!" which is "Jesus" in Mongolian. Not a terrible name to be called, since we are his missionaries, but that's what they call us. Anyway, a few days ago, I was on the bus going home. I gave up my seat to an old man (which is the rule on the bus anyway, but he was carrying a big load). When I stood up, someone else on the bus saw me and said, as expected, "Yesus!" But then I had the thought that by being courteous to someone in hard times, even though it was no great deed, I was trying to be like Jesus, and I was glad to be acting like Him when I was called by His name. It reminded me of the responsibility carried by me and all of us to be examples of the believers, so that whether people call us Mormon or Jesus or any other name, we are worthy bearers of it!