While I found a few gold nuggets right on the surface in California, I have to admit that those that I watched grow and mature; making changes in their lives as they accepted the gospel and began to live it were in many ways more rewarding. I don’t know if that was because we were involved for a longer period of time or if it was something else.
Prospectors in the middle of the 18th century were lured to California with enticing descriptions of gold nuggets as big as their fists lying open on the ground, ready to be picked up as easily as rocks or pine cones. To their dismay, these prospectors learned that gold was much more difficult to come by, and had to be sifted carefully out of riverbeds or extracted from deep in the earth. Simply put, there was a lot of dirt between them and the gold.
In the Church, we often hear stories of missionaries who run into “golden contacts.” That phrase can mean several things, but often it is used synonymously with “dry Mormon.” It refers to a person who already looks, talks, and acts like a member of the Church, but just hasn’t joined yet. Missionaries pray for the opportunity to run into such contacts, as the path to baptism…
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