Friday, June 1, 2012

Deciding to serve...

I am very excited to be a part of the England Birmingham Mission! I didn’t always know that I wanted to go on a mission (when I was younger I was actually pretty adamant against it – it seemed terrifying) but the idea began to grow on me a bit in my first few years of college. I felt more confident in myself and in my testimony as each semester passes (and I’m sure that the religion courses that I took helped a lot).   When my 21st birthday got closer I began to think more seriously about it, but I still clung on to my young thoughts about it and the idea seemed terrifying and not for me.  I put off thinking about it or praying about it for nearly 6 months, but finally something came up where I needed to know (I had been subconsciously planning for not returning to BYU next fall already though) and I spent a weekend fasting and praying about what I should do.  It wasn’t immediate because I kept clinging to the idea that I wasn’t suppose to serve, but I kept feeling really confused about it.  I finally turned to my patriarchal blessing (which was probably the first thing I should’ve done).  One line stuck out to me, “with every opportunity proclaim the Gospel.” That seemed simple enough. So I began making plans.  Now here I am, and I feel like this is the perfect mission for me. I never picked the number one place that I wanted to go (though plenty of people asked) because I knew that wherever I went would be where the Lord needs me, but when I read my call I felt a sense of rightness. 
(Segment from a letter to my Mission President)

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