I thought it would be a good idea
to start off my blog with an explanation of events that led me to decide to
serve a mission.
When I was 19
and the age change happened I was set that a mission was not for me. I am glad
that I thought that, because later that year I went through some experiences
that helped me grow for the better and I would not have if I had just left. I
moved to a new apartment the next year and as luck would have it a couple of
return missionaries moved in with us. They loved their missions and you could
tell that they weren’t superficial about it. They helped to change my
perspective about what serving a mission is really about.
Last January, I
coincidentally attended a slew of lessons from devotionals and church, etc.
about having faith and trusting in the Lord. I randomly went to the temple
later in the month and while waiting in the baptistry I noticed the picture of
Alma baptizing the Lamanites and I started thinking of people who I knew who
were lost or who were not members. I thought about how happy and content I was
in that moment and I realized that I had such a love for the Lord and love of
the church and a love and yearning for these people to understand what I knew
to be true.
I started
realizing these thoughts were not generated from me. It was like when you are
dreaming and you realize that you are, but you just keep dreaming and let the
events unfold before you. I remembered the lessons of trust in faith that I
previously had learned from. I realized what was being revealed for me and I
felt this love from the Savior that words can’t describe. I knew I was supposed
to serve a mission.
I talked with my
bishop and started my papers that Sunday and on February 19th I
received my call to serve in the Wichita Kansas Mission to leave on July 9th.
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