“A Member Missionary,” Liahona, Mar. 2001, 9
When a sister in our ward started coming to church again after six years, my mother told my brothers and sisters and me that we should be friends with the sister’s two children. Their dad had died just a year before, and they were still very sad. One of the children, a girl named Evelyn, was a little younger than I am.
When we arrived at church on Sunday, Mama called me to a secluded corner and whispered in my ear, “Monahra, will you be Evelyn’s friend? Heavenly Father has asked you to be a member missionary. Be loving and friendly, and be sure she is not left alone.”
I told Mama I would, and since that day I have tried to be a member missionary for Evelyn. Since I want to be a missionary when I grow up, I am trying my best to be a missionary now.
Evelyn is a great friend, and she smiles a lot now. We play, go to Primary, and sing hymns together. Sometimes, we have family home evening together at her house.
I know that Heavenly Father is happy because I have tried to be a member missionary and a friend. I am grateful to have Evelyn as a friend.