My 6 hours of time became sacred and I chose to reflect on my life and take inventory. This has been a difficult process, but I knew I needed to do it. I had to be prayerful and ask God to help me see where I was, where I was headed, and where I needed to be. I can't explain it, but the more I trusted and turned my will over to Him each day in this process, the more He has opened my eyes and widened my perspective on my life.
He has placed me on a specific path. A path like no other. One I never would have dreamed I would ever be on. It's not a path I would have ever chosen for myself, or maybe I would. It's a path full of rocks, boulders, holes, and weeds, but there is more to it than that. It's a path full of beautiful tender mercies and it's really changing me; helping me to see my full potential and worth in God's eyes as well as seeing through His eyes the worth and potential of others on the same path. It's indescribable! I just know I am supposed to take this journey. I want to take this journey.
I know Christ is saying to me, “Trust me, learn of me, do what I do. Then, when you walk where I am going,” He says, “we can talk about where you are going, and the problems you face and the troubles you have. If you will follow me, I will lead you out of darkness,” He promises. “I will give you answers to your prayers. I will give you rest to your souls.” ("Broken Things to Mend", Jeffrey R. Holland, April 2006 Conference.)
I have walked with Christ and even been carried by Him on many occasions. I have surrendered my problems, pain, and will to Him. Submitting my will required a broken heart and a contrite spirit; a daily act of humility in which I ask of God what He wants of me. Then focus my thoughts on Him, opening my mind to impression that come. I've put my this to the test and had an experience like none other.
I'll get to it, but first I wanted last night's Family Home Evening Lesson on "Being a Missionary." It ties into my experience.
Each Monday night our family gathers together for "Family Home Evening" we take this special time to strengthen our love for each other, draw closer to Christ, and encourage righteous living.
Each person in our family gets the opportunity to teach a lesson on a gospel topic of their choosing. We pray together, sing hymns, share scriptures, personal stories, watch videos, play games, and eat yummy treats. Each person has a job in one of these areas mentioned. Last night our youngest had the lesson. He had learned at church how to be a missionary and with help from me we planned a lesson on missionary work.
Here's what was shared:
Song: "I hope They Call Me on a Mission"
This scripture was shared... "When a man speaketh by the power of the Holy Ghost the power of the Holy Ghost carrieth it unto the hearts of the children of men." (2 Nephi 33:1)
Our youngest read this story:
Vítor lived with his mother and sister at his grandma’s home in Brazil. Vítor’s grandma became ill and could not leave her bed for many weeks. She was lonely in her room by herself.Vítor decided that he could keep Grandma company. Every day when he came home from school, he took a copy of the Liahona into Grandma’s room and read her stories from the children’s pages.After he read all the copies of the Liahona that his family had, he began reading the Book of Mormon and the Bible to her. Grandma was not a member of the Church, but she loved hearing Vítor read to her. She was happy to learn about the gospel.Grandma asked many questions. If Vítor did not know the answers, he asked his Primary teacher or looked in the scriptures. Grandma called Vítor her little missionary.Grandma told Vítor that she had learned a lot from him. She promised that she would attend church with him when she got well. What she had learned made her want to get better and study more about the gospel.When Grandma was well, she kept her promise. She went to church with Vítor to learn more about what he had taught her. It was not long before Grandma was baptized and confirmed. Vítor had helped her learn that the gospel is true.When Vítor grew up, he became a full-time missionary in the Boston Massachusetts Mission. Before he left, he went to the temple—with his grandma.
After the video, our discussion was about preparing for a mission and what blessings we receive when we choose to follow Jesus Christ and teach the gospel vs. choosing worldly pursuits. I challenged my children to read the Book of Mormon and gain their own testimony of it. I invited them to share their testimony of Jesus Christ to their friends and be missionaries now.
"Called to Serve."
Here is my personal experience as a missionary...
Why is that?
Often times friends of mine who are not members of my church will express the question, "Why are you so happy when you have suffered so much?"
I am happy, because my trials have given me a new heart. Through tears, sorrow, pain, and soul searching I've discovered the importance of those who have touched my life and those who still will. I have developed a deep and abiding love for my Savior, Jesus Christ who atoned for all of my pain, sorrow, and mistakes. I have allowed him to lead me through the valley's of doubt and into a beautiful mountain tops of courage, faith, and hope. Jesus Christ has changed my heart. My happiness is because I know him personally and want others to know him the way I do.
I had been studying my scriptures for weeks and praying for a missionary experience. Then one day a few weeks ago, I had a strong impression that the Sister missionaries were going to call me. I hung onto that feeling all day. Never doubting it, just accepting it was going to happen.
I continued on to share my experience with prayer...
My mother was full of gratitude for such a blessing and answer to her prayers.Through this experience she knew God loved her. I too felt of His love as she shared this experience with me.
More questions were asked and I found that I was not tongue tied or scared in any way to speak what I knew to be truth. Everything just came to my mind crystal clear.
If you want to know more about what I believe, please don't be afraid to talk to me or the missionaries that show up on your door step.
Ask the Missionaries! They Can Help You!