This was an Email Sent from me to my mother during my 2 year LDS Church Mission.
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There was a baptism for the other Elders on Saturday. It was Saturday afternoon, and a very beautiful day. Daniel, the name of the new convert, was beaming with joy as he was about to be baptized. As being trained and raised by a wonderful mother such as yourself, I was asked to play the hymns for the baptism and kindly accepted. The problem arose as to what would happen while Daniel was getting dressed into his dry clothes after he was fully immersed and baptized. I said I had special hymns to play if they so desired, and they happily complied. The program started and the spirit was tender, soft, yet fiercely present. Daniel was baptized, and then for the first time in my whole mission, rather than turning to their neighbor to talk about the next Soccer match, the people walked back to their seats ever so quietly. At the appropriate moment, not too anticipated, not too late, I came in playing “Come Thou Fount”. With the ever so present spirit, the chapel was silent, no words were said, no mistakes made, and no abrupt or abusive noises occurred apart from the occasional sniffle shortly followed after a stream of tears from several faces, including mine. After “Come Thou Fount” the testifying prayer “I Know That My Redeemed Lives” was played in a reverent manner.
As Daniel walked back into the room, the spirit continued to inspire and uplift. The program was truly remarkable. Only to add to the intense spirit that attended that meeting, shortly after the meeting I was embraced by a Senior Couple Elder. He hugged me with tears flowing from his red eyes, kissed me on the cheek, and said softly in my ear “Thank you for your testimony that you bore. No words were said, nor faces exchanged, but the feelings of your heart were made known to all who listened. Thank you for putting your heart into the work.” I am so grateful for my talent and abilities! They are such a blessing to me and will never be replaced. I am also so grateful for the spirit, who allows me to play those exact same songs differently ever single time, appropriately conveying the desired message. It was really a marvelous event.