Last week a woman posted a comment on my blog about how she had been looking for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Doha for months. Someone pointed her in the direction of my blog, and we connected via email. Last Friday she and her daughter went to church with us. It was so good to help someone. It was even better meeting Juliana and Vivian. When she sent me a photograph of herself so we would know her when we went to pick her up, I felt like I had met her before. She seemed familiar. When we finally met I told her that. She laughed and said she had felt the same when she saw my blog photo. How could we know each other? She is from Brazil, born of Japanese parents, while I am from the United States, born of Canadian and German parents. I think there are common parents we descend from though, which might be why there is some eternal connection.
When we first came to Doha we went two weeks without going to church because of the travel and the Sabbath being on Friday here. We were definitely eager to be with the saints and partake of the sacrament by the time we went to the villa for church. As I thought of Juliana waiting for months to partake of the sacrament and the spiritual strength of church, I just ached for her. The power and strength of the Gospel are such gifts. Thanks for reminding me not to take that for granted Juliana, and thanks for letting us help someone here in Doha. It means so much to me.