Steve Dorman, one of our investigators, was baptized on Saturday.
He is 23, and the definition of a stud. There was not an open chair in the room when he was baptized. His mom, who hasn't gone to church in a loooong time, decided at last minute to go. And his dad, who isn't a member, went with her. It was good to finally meet them. He also had some older sisters who haven't gone in a long time go. One bore her testimony after the baptism. He also had a lot of old high school friends go. It was one of the times I've felt the spirit the strongest. He bore his testimony after and basically gave a talk. His real good friend who baptized him, Taylor, really had to change a lot lately to be able to be there for him and be able to baptize him. And now Taylor is planning on going on a mission.
We have a lesson Friday with someone and we're taking Steve along. We've go to figure out a way to get him to go on a mission. He's worked hard to get the job he has now and would be leaving a lot. But he'd be so great as a missionary. So that's next on our list with him.
Other than the awesome baptism, we've had a normal week. Just working hard and looking for people. We tracted out some apartments. When we knocked on this one door a guy, Matt, answered and looked really happy to see us. I recognized him as a drunk man I've spoken with before on the street. He said we came right in time. He had a real sick dog and has been praying for him all day, and he was going to give up in 5 minutes. He wanted us to say a prayer with him. The moment we said amen, the dog who had not eaten or gotten up in 3 days was limping around the house with his tail wagging. He ate 2 bowls of food while we were there and looked pretty happy. Not nearly as happy as Matt.
He said it was something he really needed and told us we'd seen a miracle that day. It was true. They happen because God loves us. It's great to know there is always someone looking after us and helping us with everything. No matter how big or small.
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