Monday, December 31, 2012

My Testimony and Farewell Talk


As many of you know, my MTC report date was changed to January 9th! 
I have been pretty overwhelmed getting everything done the past few weeks from taking finals, moving across country, holiday festivities, and finding things on the ol' packing list! 
But I'm very excited and the countdown is at 9 days!!
Here is a copy of my farewell talk I gave at church this past Sunday!
        


           I have been called to serve an 18-month mission in Los Angeles, California! I have overall been very excited throughout the process of submitting my papers and getting my call, but one morning I realized how quickly January 9 was approaching. I became very overwhelmed with the length of my to-do list. The sacrifice required to serve a full-time mission finally hit me. As I sat by myself in the floor of my cold, dark apartment in Provo, Utah, the adversary forced feelings of inadequacy upon me and I embarrassingly began to panic and cry.
I later read a talk by a latter-day apostle, Elder Anderson, in which he explained a similar experience to mine. He said, “Nearly 40 years ago as I contemplated the challenge of a mission, I felt very inadequate and unprepared. I remember praying, “Heavenly Father, how can I serve a mission when I know so little?”…As I prayed, the feeling came: “You don’t know everything, but you know enough!” That reassurance gave me the courage to take the next step into the mission field.”
         As I pathetically sat there on the floor, I began to remember why I was going on a mission in the first place and what in my life had led me to that moment. As I prayed for comfort from the Holy Ghost, I soon realized I was bearing my testimony, which is a word we use to describe when we testify of what we know, what we have experienced, and what we have learned about God. So there I was, tears running down my face, declaring my testimony to myself and to my Heavenly Father. It might be a comical image, but in that intimate moment, I felt the familiar and warm love from my Father in Heaven. The Holy Spirit reassured me that I may not know everything, but I know enough to take this next step of faith.
         Elder Anderson also said in that talk, “Our spiritual journey is the process of a lifetime. We do not know everything in the beginning or even along the way. Our conversion comes step-by-step, line upon line…We then remain steady and patient as we progress through mortality. At times, the Lord’s answer will be, “You don’t know everything, but you know enough”—enough to keep the commandments and to do what is right…Challenges, difficulties, questions, doubts—these are part of our mortality. But we are not alone as disciples of the Lord Jesus Christ... Fear and faith cannot coexist in our hearts at the same time. In our days of difficulty, we choose the road of faith. Jesus said, “Be not afraid, only believe.”Through the years we take these important spiritual steps over and over again. We begin to see that “he that receiveth light, and continueth in God, receiveth more light; and that light groweth brighter and brighter until the perfect day.”
Faith and light filled my soul that day as I bore my testimony, and the dark fear Satan instilled in me, immediately left. Today I want to share with you that same simple testimony that is courageously leading me to the streets of Los Angeles. As I share these things that are personal to me, I would like you to think of that light Elder Anderson talked about. I want you to think about me holding a candle, and as I share each principle and each step to my testimony imagine that light getting brighter and brighter.
It is important to me that you: my family, my friends, and my ward understand how I have received this knowledge over the years, line upon line, step-by-step, learning the same principles over and over again, a little light at a time, and therefore why I am willing to sacrifice 18 months of my life away from my loved ones, away from my education, away from my trumpet, away from technology and my movies, and away from life as I know it, all for my Savior to share what I know to be true with the world.
I know Heavenly Father sent me to a goodly parents who love each other, but more importantly who love the Lord. They consistently taught me from planned-out lessons to everyday discussions in the car to their humble examples. They never forced us to do anything, but they provided daily opportunities for us to learn and to feel the Spirit who is the greatest teacher of all. Because of my parents, I have that foundation of the Gospel was given opportunities to let my knowledge and light grow and grow.

I have come to know that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints teaches the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ in its fullness. After Christ and his apostles were killed, the authority to act in God’s name was taken from the earth. His teachings were scattered and adapted by man. I know that Jesus Christ chose to restore His authority and gospel in the latter-days to a humble farm boy who went into a grove of trees to pray to God. I know that Joseph Smith was and is a prophet of God. As I have read the Book of Mormon and the Bible and have prayed to know if they are inspired works from God, I know that they are. I know that we live in the glorious latter-days, in a time when the fullness of the Gospel will never be taken from the Earth, in a time of the Priesthood and in the time of a prophet and in the time of an organized world-wide church. This is a rejoicing time for temple work and missionary work. This is a time for prayer and personal revelation through the Spirit of God.
As I have prayed I have come to feel God’s love. I prayed in that same grove of trees that Joseph Smith did, and I know that God lives. I prayed in the quiet hours in nature, and I know that God lives. I prayed in the House of God, a temple on the Earth, and I know that God lives. I prayed as a young girl outside a tomb in Israel, and I know that God lives.
 As a child in Primary I often sang, “I know my Father lives and loves me too.” I know there is a God. I honestly don’t think I have ever doubted that at any age. I am a logical person by nature. As I study science, go on a walk, observe the people around me, play music, I realize there has to be a higher power, a God, a creator. There is simply no other reasonable explanation.
Every Sunday of my youth, I repeated the phrase, “We are daughters of our Heavenly Father who loves us and we love Him.” A common phrase in our household is “remember who you are”; remember you are a child of God, a child of Deity. When I was middle-school aged, I remember running to the bathroom because a boy took his teasing too far. But then, I quickly remembered who I was. I remember thinking, ‘I am a daughter of God, and whatever this immature kid says doesn’t have any power over my worth.’
I, like everyone, am divine by nature. As God’s children, we have the potential to inherit all that our Father has. I understood my divine nature and individual worth at a young age and that has given me a confidence and self-esteem that so many of my friends struggle with. I’m not saying I have a faultless self-esteem by any means, but I know God created me, I know my body is a temple and that I should treat it with respect, I know God knows me by name, I know I am one of Heavenly Father’s princesses, I know I am important, and I know I am loved by Deity. And therefore I know that I should treat all of those around me as God would, because they are His children too. In a world of diets, immorality, failure, gossip, comparisons, and negative criticism, we have to constantly remind ourselves “the worth of souls is great in the sight of God”.
Because Heavenly Father loves us, His children, He wants us to return home to Him, so He devised a plan. After Adam and Eve ‘fell that men might be’, we chose to come to this Earth to gain a body, to be tried, to be tempted, to experience, to learn, and to grow. As mortals and sinners, there is no way we can return to our Father’s perfected presence on our own. Our Heavenly Father so much wants us to return and be eternally happy with Him that He gave His perfect Son, Jesus Christ, to mankind. Jesus Christ humbly came to this imperfect world and suffered more than we can comprehend because of love. Because He loves me, He unselfishly took upon Him my pains, my trials, my sins, and my shortcomings. We often use the term atonement to describe Christ’s suffering to reconcile us and to bring us, the sinners, at one ment with God. This at-one-ment or atonement has become very real and very personal to me over the years. I would like to share a couple of those experiences with you:

         I was once at a church camp and a teacher quoted Elder Bateman who said, “For many years I thought of the Savior’s experience in the Garden and on the cross as places where a large mass of sin was heaped upon Him. However, my view has changed. Instead of an impersonal mass of sin, there was a long line of people, as Jesus felt “our infirmities”, “bore our griefs…carried our sorrows…and was bruised for our iniquities.” For some reason, the Spirit opened my eyes as I finally began to understand the atonement and how vitally I needed a Savior. Gethsemane became so real and so personal. To quote one of my favorite hymns, “I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me, confused at the grace that so fully He proffers me. I tremble to know that for me He was crucified that for me, a sinner, He suffered, He bled and died. Oh it is wonderful that He should care for me enough to die for me. Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me.” As I realized a small portion of what the Savior did, I know I must be humble. I must be repentant. I must always be forgiving.
       A few months later, I was having a really rough teenager day. I had felt betrayed by a close friend and I felt very lonely. I walked in to Church that morning not a happy camper. I did not feel like singing the opening hymn, but as I did I knew that it was inspired and picked out just for me. Music obviously is a very important part of my life. “Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly… Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past. Safe into the haven guide…Other refuge have I none; hangs my helpless soul on thee. Leave, oh, leave me not alone; still support and comfort me…cover my defenseless head with the shadow of thy wing.” Because our Savior has literally experienced everything I ever have or will, He is the ultimate comforter and my best friend.    
       I have shared this next story before, but it had such an impact on my testimony, so I’m going to share it again. I broke my ankle my freshman year of college and had to ride a knee scooter around campus. On a particularly emotional day, I was trying to scoot up a very steep icy hill in the pouring snow. I made it about half way up when I got stuck. I would put my foot down and try to propel forward, but my foot would slip on the ice and I would roll backwards. I was stuck and cold and in pain and embarrassed when all of a sudden I heard a voice in my ear. A guy came up behind me and just said “hold on.” He grabbed my backpack from behind and pushed me the rest of the way up that horrible hill. I did the best I could but it was not enough; I was too weak. But he was strong enough to make up for the difference. As trivial and humiliating as that experience was, I truly felt that day that Christ was pushing me up that hill. I know we are each given our own individual trials, the greatest of those being mortality and death, but our Savior is there unconditionally to strengthen us, to push us through and to overcome each of those, even physical and spiritual death. All we need to do is come unto Him and accept Him.
       Recently, my 3-year old niece saw the picture of Jesus knocking on the closed door and asked, “Mommy, why is no one letting Jesus in?!” He is knocking on our doors everyday. If we understand even in the slightest what He is offering, we would open that door.
       To quote the Book of Mormon, “Come unto Christ, and be perfected in Him, and deny yourselves of all ungodliness, and love God with all your might, mind and strength, then is his grace sufficient for you, that by his grace ye may be perfect in Christ (Moroni)”
“And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them. (Ether)”
       I know that Jesus Christ makes up all the difference. His grace is so we can all overcome all things. I have recently gained a testimony that Jesus Christ is there to help us not only to overcome but to become. President Uchtdorf has said, “I am speaking of becoming the person God, our Heavenly Father, intended us to be… Our Heavenly Father sees our real potential. He knows things about us that we do not know ourselves. He prompts us during our lifetime to fulfill the measure of our creation, to live a good life, and to return to His presence.” Don’t just be yourself, become yourself. As I have pondered what that potential to become is, I have realized that Heavenly Father has an individual plan for my life, for all of our lives. Proverbs says, “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths.” I know through the Spirit that serving a full-time mission in L.A. is very much a part of Heavenly Father’s path for my life.
       Another one of my favorite songs says, “I feel my Savior’s love…He knows I will follow Him, give all my life to Him.” I am beginning to hand over my life to my Savior and to my Father in Heaven, to fulfill their plan for me, and to gradually become what I can become through Christ. As I do that, my light will continue to get stronger. “This little light of mine I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.” I may not know everything, but I know enough to let my light shine. What I do know I’m going to shine it to the world and to continue to work hard, until that light grows brighter and brighter until that perfect day, when we have become what our Father has designed us to become through our Savior.
I pray that you know what I have spoken today has come from my heart and from the Spirit. I testify it is all true. I love you and I hope we each pray to know we are children of God, that our Redeemer did overcome all, even death, He does live and does love us, and through Him we can overcome Satan and become our potential. I hope we continue to pray to know that His Gospel is restored to the earth today fully in this Church. I know that as we pray we will get answers from on High. Light overcomes darkness, and we need more light in this world. So let us let our “light shine before men that they may see [our] good works and glorify [our] Father which is in Heaven.”
 



Monday, November 26, 2012

I finally opened my mission call on Wednesday, November 14 around 6:50 MST!! 
The mail lady laughed at my squeals when I opened the mailbox.
This thing stared at me alllll day. 
Here are everyone's guesses! 
(yellow being the states; purple being foreign)
Before......
......During......
.......After!
I was so surprised I didn't sob my way through it, 
but I think I was just too excited and in shock! :)
Here's the video of me reading my call:
 
"I'll go where you want me to go dear Lord...I'll be what you want me to be."
we had some camera troubles, but this was too hilarious not to post..
thanks to everyone who came! love you all!
YOU ARE HEREBY CALLED TO LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA!
HELLO LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
I am SO excited. I have always said I would love to serve English speaking, so I am not bothered in the slightest that I am not serving a foreign mission. I had to mention that, because I get asked that a lot more than I should, haha. 

A few things I know about the best mission in the world: 
-every one says it is one of the most international missions. There are missionaries that speak English, Spanish, American Sign Language, Mandarin, Japanese, etc. and there are Tongan and Samoan wards. Apparently it is not unusual for missionaries to get to the mission and then to be asked to speak another language. As a side note, I’m going to try to practice signing and learn basic conversational Spanish while I’m home. 
-Not only will I meet and teach people from all over the world, I will be teaching all types of people. My mission is pretty small geographically speaking and includes downtown L.A. and the ghettos surrounding it, Beverly Hills, West Hollywood, Malibu, Santa Monica, etc.. 
Like I said, ALL types of people. 
People who have served there tell me I will have a hilarious story to tell every day. 
-My friend from that area said if anybody got called to L.A. it would be me. She joked that if a gang member pulled his gun on me I would just say, “Boy, put that thing away. What would your mother say? Merciful!” I wouldn’t put it past myself...
-the temple!! It is one of the largest temples in the world and such a strong symbol for the Church in that area. Although I am not assigned to serve in the Visitor’s Center, I will probably serve in the Visitor’s Center at least once. 
-I refuse to ever cheer for the Lakers, so I am now a Clippers fan!
-At first, I'll admit, I was a little disappointed that I don’t leave until April 3. I have friends who got their calls after me that are leaving in January, haha. Oh well, if I have learned anything in the past few months it is that Heavenly Father has His own timing for His own reasons. I just need to trust that. For whatever reason, I shouldn’t leave until April, and I have accepted that. I’m just so excited, it doesn’t even matter! The work of the Church is going to EXPLODE in the next few months! Every Wednesday night in Provo is a huge party because of all the mission calls. It is such an exciting time to be alive. 
-It has been 5 1/2 of the longest weeks of my life. I have had so many ups and downs with the process of submitting my papers, but I knew it would be. Thank you Satan, haha. Get thee hence. I actually was surprised by how unemotional I was when I opened my call. Well that came out wrong--I was SO happy and in awe to cry or to really soak anything in. But two days later, I had a breakdown unprecedented---I sat down and planned out every day between now and when I leave Provo in a few short weeks, and the sacrifice of what a mission requires all hit me at once. Feelings of fear enveloped me. I recognized this was the adversary and I prayed for strength. As cheesy and embarrassing as this may be, I sat down and bore my testimony to myself and to my Heavenly Father for 15 minutes until I calmed down and felt His love and peace. Faith always conquers fear, and my faith in Christ is honestly unshakeable. Elder Holland has a perfect talk about conquering fear if you wanna check it out! 

The following is what I wrote in my acceptance letter to the Brethren and I think it just sums up perfectly how I feel:
“I humbly accept the call to be a full-time missionary for these latter days. I am so excited to work with the people of Los Angeles and to invite them to come unto Christ. I am preparing to work hard as I prayerfully serve as a representative of this Church and of our Savior. I know that this is part of Heavenly Father’s plan for my life, and I enthusiastically accept the call of our Savior that Elder Holland eloquently stated at General Conference, “I need someone to feed my sheep and save my lambs. I need someone to preach my gospel and defend my faith. I need someone who loves me, truly, truly loves me, and loves what our Father in Heaven has commissioned me to do. Ours is not a feeble message. It is not a fleeting task...It is the work of Almighty God, and it is to change the world. So…I am asking you to leave all this and to go teach and testify.”
Thank you all for your support, love, and prayers as I begin this exciting time in my life!


The Los Angeles Temple!


Where I'll be spending 18 of the best months of my life :)

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I have started my mission papers! If all goes well, I will have them submitted within 2 weeks. The hope is to leave between January and April and return the late summer/early fall of 2014. I've never been more excited for or more sure of anything in my entire life. Wondering how I made this decision? Please read the following excerpts from my journal this weekend. If you have ANY questions, please do not hesitate to ask me!


October 6, 2012
Today my life has simply been changed forever.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have always had the desire to wear a missionary name tag. From siblings serving missions to having discussions hosted in our home to connecting with sister missionaries serving in my home ward to boundless missionary opportunities among my friends, the idea of missionary work always seemed to surround me. Serving a full-time mission has always been in the back of my mind as a serious option, but I never strongly felt that Heavenly Father wanted me to serve. I always seemed to get pressure from my ward or friends to serve a mission, but I knew I would not serve if I did not feel that it was part of Heavenly Father’s plan for me.  I only felt a strong desire to prepare to serve and see where things went.

I am the queen of planning. In the past few years, I’ve probably mapped out 20 different life plans. When my guy friends left after freshman year of college, my girl friends and I were envious. If only we could leave at 19 too! We literally have joked every general conference about how President Monson would stand up and announce that sisters could join their male friends in the mission field at age 19 if they wanted.

The desire to serve has always been consistent, but in the past six months I have come to accept that if serving a mission in my youth was not part of “the plan”, that was just fine. I will always have the duty as a member missionary, as a mother missionary, and as a senior couple missionary. Hopeful ideas for marriage/family and the trumpet world pushed me away from thoughts of serving a mission.

The past few months have been the first time that I’ve really had only one realistic plan for my life, but I’ve always known that it could change in a moment’s notice according to promptings of the Spirit.

The past few months have also been a time of serious reevaluation of my life. There have been an overwhelming number of tender mercies from the Lord to “become”. I have been focusing and working on becoming what Heavenly Father knows I have the potential to become. With more resolve to be better and stronger, I feel like He has been preparing me.

For the most part, serving a mission has been on the backburner. This week in preparation for general conference, I was asked to think of specific questions I wanted answered from Heavenly Father. With a few girl friends getting their mission calls this week, my thoughts have been back on the mission field. I thought I should ask about serving a mission again, just in case. I needed to know for sure that this was something I was not meant to do. I also was pondering, what do I need to be doing to become?

Today was one of those life-changing spiritual promptings. President Monson miraculously announced that the age of missionary service has been changed for young men to 18 and for young women to 19. I was so blindsided! This is what my friends and I have joked about! I was jumping on my couch with tears running down my face. How exciting! Then it hit me. I could start my mission papers…tomorrow! My mind started flooding. I was overwhelmed with joy and the Spirit.

My usual concerns about timing, marriage, career, and trumpet that usually accompanied my thoughts when I considered serving a mission are simply not here. It will all work out perfectly, I just know it. The words “Go…Go…Go.” just kept popping in my head accompanied by one of the most comforting feelings of the Spirit. I felt the same way I did when I visited the Sacred Grove or when my friend was baptized---I could feel His love in every part of my soul.

President Uchtdorf ended the session by giving a fantastic talk on becoming - simply another tender mercy. I cannot describe how I feel. I feel as if each talk was given for me. I feel as if this announcement was given for me, as if I am the only person in the world that matters to Heavenly Father. Obviously, I’m not that selfish and that simply is not truth. But Heavenly Father loves me. I am His daughter. He has a specific plan for me. He wants to guide my life if I let Him. He has purposes for each of us in our lives. He wants me to become my potential. How in the world His individual plans for me perfectly line up with His plans for the entire world is beyond my comprehension.

My desire to serve a mission has finally coincided with timing, the Lord’s timing. I have no feelings of fear, only peace.

But I don’t want to get ahead of myself. I’m sitting at the temple grounds writing down my thoughts. I have a heart full of prayer. I’ve asked my parents to join me in a fast tomorrow on what I should do. I’m going to the temple on Tuesday. I’ve read my patriarchal blessing. I’m going to immerse myself in the scriptures. I’m meeting with my bishop as soon as I can.

If I do decide to serve, it will be because of promptings not because of an announcement. I know there will be many jokes and criticisms of that, but Brittany reminded me, “who cares what people say!”

I’ve always pondered what my patriarchal blessing meant when it said, “During your education and throughout your life, may you be willing to change your plans, should occasion arise, for greater responsibilities or opportunities as the Spirit may direct or confirm. “ Pretty sure I now know.

I truly believe that everything in my life has been building up to and preparing me for this point, to this day, to this change. I am willing to submit to the will of the Lord. I want to serve Him in the ways He wants me and needs me to. I love Him. I love His children. This Church holds His restored Gospel. It is true!

I pray for confirmation of my decision in the next few weeks. I know that Satan will fill my mind with doubts, but I pray for the Spirit of discernment. I pray that I may be comforted, and that my family and friends will be comforted in this as well.

I’m simply so excited!

October 7, 2012
I woke up just…happy.

I’m fasting for confirmation and for confidence in my decisions that lie ahead. Tristan, by no coincidence I’m sure, was flown to Utah for a BYU/SA thing. He drove down to Provo to watch the morning session with me. He stopped by an hour early to talk. I knew Brittany would have told him about our conversation yesterday, so I knew I needed to talk to him about everything. I did and it was great.

I’ve decided to take the first step forward. I need to act. This is a great thing, and Heavenly Father will stop me if it’s not right for me. I’m coming up with a study schedule, I’m scheduling my doctor’s appointments first thing in the morning, and I’m meeting with my bishop next Sunday. As of now, I plan to have my papers submitted within two weeks.

“Do you love me more than all of this?”… “Yea Lord, I love thee.”… “Then leave all of this and GO and teach and testify.” –Elder Holland at Conference today.

Later---
Well I talked to Mom and Dad, and then I simply 100% knew. I’M GOING ON A MISSION!!! I’m so excited! Like Dad and Brittany told me, it will be one of the most, if not the most, difficult things I will ever do, but I know that it will be the most rewarding. I’m so grateful for supportive parents, family, and friends. I pray for humble preparation and a heart full of faith and strength!