Because we work in the mission office, we have less opportunities than other senior missionaries to actively share the gospel. But we still have many missionary moments. We befriend our neighbours and share our love of the Savior. We share our testimonies with clerks, bag boys, store workers, guards, and waitresses and waiters. Our name tags with our names and the name of our church -- The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- start many conversations. I get called Sister Torrie by many strangers and then I ask them if they have heard of our church. They are always willing to listen. So nice.
We had lovely conversations with two guards on two occasions recently. They both seemed sincerely interested and we gave copies of the Book of Mormon to each, explaining to them that both the Bible and the Book of Mormon are witnesses of Jesus Christ. Last Friday night we went to dinner with President and Sister Msane and I shared Articles of Faith cards with two of the waitresses. Then more wanted the cards, which have a picture of Jesus Christ with children on the front so I gave out several. Clerks in stores are beginning to remember us and call us by name. It's not that we stand out or anything! (Ha ha). We think we fit right in (with our white skin!) but we really don't.
By the way, I have now counted 30 smokers here in Kenya. We've been here for 4 months now so that's not bad. Smoking is very expensive as well as bad for the health, so I'm glad I've only encountered 30 smokers. I think I'll stop counting now.
I'm so grateful for the Word of Wisdom -- the Lord's Law of Health -- which was given to the Church in 1833. The world back then had no idea that tobacco, alcohol, and drugs were so addicting and harmful. But the Lord knew.