Cindy Nelson Rowlett posted

In our ward we currently have two sets of missionaries serving.  They have divided our ward in two so that we know which set we are assigned to.  My area has the Sister Missionaries and they are just awesome!  There is such a different spirit with the Sisters and I have enjoyed having them over for dinner and visiting with them.  Last week they called and left a message on my phone asking if I would go with them to an appointment that they had with an investigator.  My first reaction was, "No, I don't want to do that.  That isn't how I want to spend my evening."  Then two different thoughts followed.  I had been reading a book that talked about how crumbs are left in our path and all we have to do is follow them.  The crumbs are there to guide us to either a person we need to meet, or something that we need to do, that will make a difference, or influence in our lives.  This invitation could be a "crumb" that I was supposed to follow.  The second thought was that here was a perfect opportunity to have a missionary experience that I could share on our family blog.  Putting those two thoughts together (the crumb leading to the missionary experience) I knew that I needed to accept the Sister's invitation to go with them to this Sister's home.

We all three went and met with Debbie who had lost her husband to cancer about a year ago.  She has still been struggling with his loss and the loneliness that she feels.  The Sisters felt like we should teach her about the Plan of Salvation.  Debbie was very warm and friendly as we visited with her.  Her attention often left our "agenda" of what we wanted to talk about, but her stories gave us insight into who she was, and what her husband had been like.  She loved to talk!  The Sister's kept re-focusing the discussion back to the lesson and Debbie did ask some questions.  We all bore our testimonies at different times and shared experiences that had helped us to know our Heavenly Father's plan for us.  She agreed to read the pamphlet on the Plan of Salvation and to have the Sister's come back.  

Although there wasn't an instant conversion that night, I felt that Debbie knew that we cared about her as a person and that because we cared maybe she would be more open and receptive to letting us share the gospel with her.  I don't know what will become of the visits with Debbie, but I think the Sisters were brought to her home and into her life at a time where she really needed someone to listen to her and know that she is loved by her Heavenly Father. I know that for myself I will try harder to follow the breadcrumbs that are in front of me and accept opportunities to share the gospel.