Conversion

Last night my ward had a fireside for our joint FHE.
This man came and talked to us and told us his conversion story and how he found the church.
He had lived on the same street in Orem for 20+ years and all his neighbors had befriended him and his wife, even though they weren't members.
One day a blood clot was found right about his knee and in an effort to save his life they had to amputate his leg.

He told us how the local church members reached out to him.
Mainly, this women who also had lost her leg.
They were strangers, but she went and visited him at the hospital and held his hand.
They cried together, and they talked about the struggles he was going to face.
Eventually she challenged him to pray.

He asked God why he took his leg and God told him he took it to get his attention. He knew that is what he had to do to bring this man closer to the gospel and the church.

His leg was taken to bring him closer to the church.

It really made me question why my dad got sick.
Did Heavenly Father give my dad this disease to bring our family closer to the church?
Am I making my dad suffer because this illness of his has pushed me away from the church?

This man now volunteers his time to teach elementary school kids how to paint.
He has taken this trial as his and let it bring him closer to God.

It put my life into perspective.
Why is my heart so hard?