My decision to serve a mission has been a little more difficult and drawn out then most girls. I haven't always dreamed of serving a mission. I actually never thought I would. A few months before I turned 21 though I started working on my papers. The further I got into the process the more uneasy I felt about it, and eventually... through much prayer and fasting I concluded a mission wasn't in God's plan for me. I had a year left of school and decided to throw myself into school and serve others as a nurse. NO mission, just nursing. That was my plan....
But we all know life is what happens when you are busy making plans. So here I am... going on a mission. Never thought I'd be here but I couldn't be happier. I am so grateful for a heavenly father who knows what is best for us and I'm grateful he prompted me time and time again to recognize his will for me.
There definitely wasn't just one experience that changed my mind about serving a mission BUT it also didn't take long for me to experience a change of heart. As I started working as a nurse I witnessed and experienced some very difficult things. My trials were very personal and heartbreaking, but they had a purpose. They ultimately brought me to realize how important my faith is to me. It gave me strength in times when I thought I could not go on. As I witnessed others suffering I longed to share with them the comfort and joy that I had found through the atonement. These experiences and the anguish I witnessed, helped me to realize what I ultimately wanted to do... bring others unto Christ. Life is difficult and I want to share with others the peace and comfort we can find through Christ and the atonement. So I decided to serve a mission....
and was called to serve
