I don't
really know how to start this email. It’s hard to process the fact that I
am actually coming home in one week. I'll randomly get these thoughts in my
head telling me to find a way to make it last longer, I keep feeling like
President will make an exception, and ask me to extend. However these feelings
are always followed by a prayer in my heart, and then peace from the Spirit
telling me God has another plan.
Throughout
my mission I have experienced things I never thought I’d be able to handle;
Getting dropped by an investigator and friend, watching a recent convert lose
their way, getting tossed around in a car crash, changing my clothes three
times a day because the rain won’t stop falling and nobody will let us in when
we knock on their door, having your flat burn down and losing everything, and
worst of all is seeing God’s children reject Him. This list could probably go
on for another good couple of pages, but that's not what I want to focus on.
I
testify that through my trials the Lord has taken me upon his yoke and has made
my burdens light. Without the rock of my Redeemer I would not still be here on
my mission today. He has a pure love for each of us. He will always come to our
aid. He will always come to our rescue. I have so been blessed to be an
instrument in the hands of the Lord these last two years. He has blessed me to
witness miracles. He has blessed me to see His children the way He sees them.
He as blessed me to witness lives totally change as they come unto Christ and
feel His Redeeming love. A wise friend once told me "Life is
hard, but you'll find you wouldn't have it any other way" I am grateful
for every second of my mission, especially the hard ones. I am grateful
that the Lord took a recluse and broken soul such as I, and has molded me
into something much better.