Chances are you've probably seen Mormon missionaries riding their bikes or knocking on doors.
And chances are....you probably thought they were a little crazy. After all, who would want to roam about in 100 degree weather in the Texas summers....or -40 degree weather in Moscow, Russia? Who would want to say goodbye to friends and family, put off school for a while, and volunteer for 18-24 months?
Well, I do!
I'm not going because I want to go on a fun adventure. I already had a few of those experiences...and you can read about them here and here.
I'm not going because my little sister is going (although it is certainly a bonus that we'll be out at the same time). Allison is going to Brazil, as well. When I opened my letter stating where I'd be going, we both just started to cry. Missionaries for our church don't get to choose where we go. We could go anywhere-- from Chile to Chicago, from Japan to Jacksonville. I never guessed that I'd be sent to the same place as my sister. I won't see her while I'm there because I'll be in São Paulo, Brazil and she'll be in Manaus, Brazil. However, after our missions, we will both share a love of Brazil and an ability to speak Portuguese (hopefully!).
I'm not going because I don't have anything better to do. There are lots of good things to do here. Right now, I'm singing lots, and dating lots, and studying lots, and working lots. These are all good things, but I still feel good about leaving.
I'm not going because I don't have anything better to do. There are lots of good things to do here. Right now, I'm singing lots, and dating lots, and studying lots, and working lots. These are all good things, but I still feel good about leaving.
I'm going because I love God and I love people and if I could help one person feel a little bit of God's love, then it is worth it to me.
The past six months have been really confusing at times. I've been trying to make life plans and big decisions. The choices I've been making will significantly affect my future! I made pros and cons lists, I cried on the phone with my mom, I talked with my roommates, I read old journal entries, but at the end of the day I just stayed confused about what I was doing with my life. The only thing that got me through all of this was the fact that I could center my life around God. I learned that His plan for me was better than any plan that I could imagine. And with that knowledge, I found so much peace. When I serve a mission, I will spend time teaching others that same lesson I have learned. And if I can give one person a small portion of that peace, then it's worth it to me. It is worth it to me to sacrifice 18 months of my life, to take a break from school, to say goodbye to loved ones.
I am God's daughter. He is my Father. Every human being is His child. And life....no matter how confusing, or difficult, or trying it may be...feels a bit more stable, steady, and secure if we know that He is aware of us.










