Over the last couple of weeks, I have been doing more and more to finishing my packing process for my mission to Scottsdale, Arizona. As my report date to the Mexico CCM (Centro de Capacitacion Misional Mexico) approaches, I have started to think on multiple occasions, What in the world am I do? How am I supposed to go out and teach the people the Gospel of Jesus Christ to those in Arizona? And in Spanish? Something I hold so dearly to me, how am I supposed to lay it out there for others to see it and pick it apart?
How am I going to receive peace from all that is happening?
I didn't think that it would be possible for it to be done. But I was amazingly proven wrong.
It was a night like any other and when I was about to go to sleep, I hugged my mom and was telling her goodnight and I loved her when I whispered something into her ear:
"What am I doing?"
Something that I had asked her multiple times and a question that I personally knew the answer to, but I just had to ask to hear what she would say.
"You are doing what has been done to us."
I asked her what she meant by that:
"You are doing what has been done to us. You are going on a mission to serve and bring those that you teach to the Gospel. If it weren't for the two, the five we have sent out wouldn't have gone. The two came, and they taught dad and I, Dad went on a mission, and then so did four of the five kids. Because those two missionaries gave up their time to serve, it changed our lives forever, and you are going to do that for another family."
I smiled and hugged her again, said goodnight and walked up to my room. But as I laid in bed, I couldn't help to think how right she was. It was because two young men left their homes, gave up two years of their lives, and came to North Carolina, that my parents found the church. And because of those two loving Elders, my family was changed, four out of my five siblings served missions (myself included), everyone of my siblings that have been married, were married within the walls of the temple. Because of those two Elders, my love for my Savior is so strong, and my desire to serve is real, I have a strong desire to serve and I am so excited to teach and love those in my mission, the Scottsdale, Arizona mission.
Yes, there are times where I doubt or wonder what and why I am serving a mission, and then I remember the distinct and precious impression I received that I needed to serve my Savior, and to serve those people I was called to serve.
There are moments in our lives when we need to be reminded, in simple ways, that our Savior is mindful of us, of what we are going through, and changes in our life that are sometimes more than we think we can handle. But one thing our loving Father in Heaven does, is He never gives us more than we could handle. He knows us personally, He knows what we can handle, He knows of our struggles and our trials, and what we are capable of, and He is always our number one supporter. We cannot stop believing in ourselves when we have our loving Heavenly Father always believing in us.
When we place our faith in our Savior, Jesus Christ, and our Heavenly Father we will then begin to feel even more their all encompassing love that they have for us. We are never forgotten.
He is mindful of us. Always.
