Member Voices
A Special Mission
My name is Lokpo Anicet Hughes, a member of the Yopougon Selmer Stake in Ivory Coast, and would like to share my testimony to help strengthen everyone who will read it.
When I was very young, around 7 or 8, I started attending the newly established Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Bouaké, a provincial town in central Ivory Coast. I went there with my brothers, of whom I was the youngest.
It was with joy that I went on Sunday to partake of the sacrament. In Primary we played while learning gospel principles, I enjoyed the treats that were occasionally distributed to us.
One day I heard a talk from a full-time missionary. He gave such a powerful testimony. I had never heard anything like it before. He testified, “I know that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the one true Church on earth.” He left his mark on my mind forever.
For me, coming with my parents from an evangelical church it was a great change.
These words of the missionary sowed something ineffable in me. I am grateful to this missionary who helped me to strengthen a personal testimony in me. He gave me the strength and desire to serve a full-time mission to share what I have learned and to touch other people’s hearts.
I was called to serve a mission in the Democratic Republic of Congo, but for political reasons my visa was suspended, and I would have to start in Abidjan. But it did not affect me too much because I had entrusted myself to the Lord and the place of my mission did not matter. So, I zealously embarked on the work with Elder Kalema Peron my trainer in the Koumassi area where I had one of the most rewarding experiences of my mission.
One day we went to visit the ward mission leader in Adjahui a sub-district of the commune of Koumassi. It is a peninsula whose access is difficult and is done only by pinasse, a rudimentary and inconvenient means of transport that uses the lagoon way. The neighborhood does not have a good reputation due to the precarious living conditions of its inhabitants.
But my companion and I loved to go because these people are humble, had the desire to learn, the need to be encouraged and strengthened by the envoys of Jesus Christ that we were.
We were chatting with the ward mission leader and his family next to his house in a common courtyard made up of houses built with precarious materials where his friend and neighbor Francis (an assumed name) would occasionally talk with us. He was a kind man but faced great challenges. Having lost his job, he lived alone in his house and was very withdrawn. When he saw us, he would come to greet us respectfully and then go home. Francis also faced a tobacco addiction related to the hardships he was going through and had no hope.
The ward mission leader told us that Francis had already received a Book of Mormon and that he had read it entirely in his solitude in just four days. This is rare in Africa where reading is a difficult art. As a result of frequent visits, I noticed his growing interest in the word of God.
Francis claimed to have felt something special after reading the Book of Mormon. We explained to him that it was the Holy Ghost teaching him. Personally, I had a strong prompting that told me that Francis was going to convert to the restored gospel.
Francis agreed to attend church and take the missionary lessons. He still struggled with the Word of Wisdom. At this time, he shared with us that it would be difficult for him to give up his addiction to cigarettes of which he had been a prisoner for about 20 years.
We spent time with Francis praying and encouraging him. With the help of God, he made the commitment to be baptized. He had overcome his addiction and you could see the joy on his face. We too were happy for him.
Sometime after his baptism, he relapsed and I admit that it was his attitude that touched me the most. Indeed, very late at night he sent us the following SMS message: “Elder, I fell”.
Immediately my companion and I knelt and prayed for him.
The next day we went to his house and reassured him that this was part of the conversion process and that he could repent and begin again. We shared the little tips and tricks that might help with his addiction.
Listening to us speak and teach of repentance we saw tears and a glimmer of hope in Francis’ eyes. He gradually stopped smoking and overcame his addiction forever.
I finally got my papers to continue my mission in the DRC when circumstances improved.
I later learned that Francis joined the Church and was called as a stake clerk. He had married and was sealed in the Accra Ghana Temple long before me.
I am thankful for the many lessons that I learned from this experience. First, all people who have addictions and have a sincere desire to deliver themselves from them can achieve them through the atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ. I also learned that no matter where you are called to serve, it is the way you serve that matters most.
I am grateful to the Lord who kept me in Abidjan a moment for a special purpose that He wanted me to experience personally.