Seeing that this is my first Thanksgiving since being home from my mission, I wanted to express my gratitude for having the privilege to serve as a full-time missionary by sharing some of my thoughts as to just how influential my mission has been to me.
Since I can remember, I always had a burning desire to serve a full-time mission. I attribute that desire to having been raised in a fabulous family with each family member setting a good example for me to follow. When the time finally came for me to “put in my papers”, it was a no brainer. I had been waiting for this all my life.
I remember it all so well; waiting anxiously for the envelope to arrive, and when it came, opening it surrounded by people that I love – then reading aloud:
What I remember most about that moment was feeling that London was exactly where I needed to be. England had never before crossed my mind as I place that I would serve, but it was the perfect mission call for me.
I like to think that I hit the ground running as I entered the MTC and eventually the mission field; however, I had to go through my own growing experiences before I truly began to understand my purpose as a missionary.
It may sound cliché, but it wasn’t until I completely lost myself in the work, that I began to experience a fullness of joy that only comes through sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ.
- On my mission, I began to more fully know Christ as my Lord, my Savior, and my friend
- On my mission, I saw and felt the healing power of the atonement
- On my mission, I witnessed miracles
- On my mission, I began to understand how the spirit works
- On my mission, I began to appreciate the power of prayer and regular scripture study
- On my mission, my priorities in life began to be aligned with God’s will
- On my mission, I developed eternal friendships
- On my mission, I had fun
- On my mission, I worked hard
- On my mission, I went through trials
- On my mission, I learned how to rely on the Lord
- On my mission, the love that I had for my family was magnified
Ultimately, the reason that I loved my mission was because it helped change me from the person that I was, to the person that I hope to one day become.
It has been six months since I last had the privilege to don the nametag that bears both my name and the name of my Savior. Despite how much I miss my mission, life could not be better now.
prepare for it. The present is here, live it.”
mission; it is an eternal mission…”