First, allow me to preface this post. If you are reading this and you haven’t heard the following from me personally, I’m sorry. It’s nothing personal. Just know that I made the decision, and after I told my family, I told as many people as asked where my life was headed.
Also, this might be a sortof “religious” post. Sorry if that weirds you out.
I know, I know. Just play the song, Shneebly.
“I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.” Psalm 146:2
I’ve been talking about my plans a lot lately. In several posts, I have alluded to the plans I am making for my life. That they’re hard choices to make, that I’m confused, that I’ve received many a blessing and tender mercy to support me in this quest… all that stuff. So many times.
And a lot of you have been wondering (probably… possibly…) what those plans are. Or maybe you didn’t know before now that there were such plans.
Well, my friends, there’s no sense beating around the bush.
I have decided to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
That’s the first time I’ve said (or written) that whole thing out loud, in full.
I am going to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints….
That feels good.
This decision has been a long time coming. Chelsea remembers me telling her before I was even baptized a member of the Church that I felt like I should serve a mission… which weirded both of us out, considering I wasn’t even LDS yet!
With that being said, I’ve never felt more thankful for Elder Nunley and Elder Watson for teaching me the discussions than I am right now.
Anyway. I’ve known for a long time.
Even when I was engaged, I knew that serving a mission would be a good path for me to take. I assumed that meant I would perhaps serve a couples’ mission later in life. When my life went a different direction than being engaged, I slowly began to realize that serving a mission is what the Lord intended for me.
Let us not be mistaken… I did not come to this decision easily. But I know it is the right choice for me. I know it is where I can find the most true joy and happiness. I know it will help me to become the person I want to be. It will help me become.
When I am making decisions, I often refer to “The Right Questions” by Debbie Ford.
The Right Questions:
- Will this choice propel me toward an inspiring future or will it keep me stuck in the past?
- Will this choice bring me long-term fulfillment or short-term gratification?
- Am I standing in my power or am I trying to please another?
- Am I looking for what’s right or am I looking for what’s wrong?
- Will this choice add to my life force or will it rob me of my energy?
- Will I use this situation as a catalyst to grow and evolve or will I use it to beat myself up?
- Does this choice empower me or does it disempower me?
- Is this an act of self-love or an act of self-sabotage?
- Is this an act of faith or is it an act of fear?
- Am I choosing from my divinity or am I choosing from my humanity?
When I have any sort of important decision to make, I look to these questions in prayer. If I want to make a decision… but I feel guilty about any of those answers… that’s usually an indicator that I am making the wrong choice.
Serving a mission will propel me spiritually toward an inspiring future.
Serving a mission will bring me long-term fulfillment in my life, in my future marriage and family, in my church callings, in everything.
Serving a mission is a hard decision to make and comes with many sacrifices — but I am standing in my power that I know it is right for me.
Serving a mission is absolutely an act of faith — the act of fear would be to stay home. Fear of having no friends when I return, fear of having no family, fear of dying alone. Pessimistic, meaningless, useless fears that do nothing to my life force or my desire to constantly become better. A mission is an act of faith that God will bless me for serving Him and His children.
Serving a mission requires that I choose from my divinity and not my humanity. I have felt confirmation that this is the right choice — so I have no other choice but to move forward with it!
So, I’ve had my mission physical. I’ve been tested for tuberculosis and my blood test has come up nice and healthy! See:
We even went on a fun little photo shoot to take my picture for my mission papers! (click to enlarge it if you can’t read the captions)
And guess what! I just opened my mission call.
And guess where I’m going?
And guess when I report to the MTC?
SEPTEMBER 12TH, 2012.
……which is in 69 days. But who’s counting?
So…… that’s exciting!!!!