8.24.2015

FAREWELL TALK

When I would sing “I Hope They Call Me on a Mission” when I was in primary, I would always think to myself, “I am never going to go on a mission!” Obviously, I was wrong because here I am getting ready to leave to the Missouri, St. Louis Mission this Wednesday. I am so excited and am so humbled by the opportunity I have to go serve my Savior for the next 18 months.


I can clearly remember an experience I had when I was in fourth grade. When I was younger I had anxiety about going to school, which made it really hard for my parents to get me to go to school. I also had a teacher who was a little rough around the edges, which made her seem like the meanest person to my very shy nine year old self. For the first couple weeks of school, I did not want to go because I was scared of my teacher. Looking back, she really wasn’t that bad, but at the time, it was a real trial in my life.

That fear I felt in the fourth grade was real and it was overwhelming. I’m sure that we have all experienced feelings of fear and dread at some point in our lives, if not quite frequently. The big question is: how can we dispel these feelings of fear? I have come to find that faith is the perfect thing to counteract fear with. As I have been preparing to leave on my mission and even while I was deciding whether or not I should serve, I have seen both faith and fear in my life. And so today, I wish to speak on the topic of choosing faith over fear in our daily lives.

Because this topic has been so prevalent in my life recently, I have learned two different things.
First, I have learned that fear works against faith. When I think of fear working against faith, I automatically think of the story of Peter walking on water towards Christ which is found in Matthew 14. After Christ fed the 5,000, He went up on a mountain to pray and His disciples took a boat to cross the Sea of Galilee. When the night came, a storm began and Christ went to go join His disciples. He walked on water to get to the boat, which frightened some of His disciples. The Lord settled their fears and told them it was Him.  Now I want to read some verses about Peter. This is Matthew 14 starting in verse 28. It says:
“And Peter answered him and said, Lord, if it be thou, bid me come unto thee on the water.
And he said, Come. And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus.”
 “But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me.
And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?”

When I imagine these verses, I picture Peter stepping out of the boat and focusing on the Savior as he begins his walk of faith to get to the Savior. I then picture him looking away from the Savior for just a second, but long enough to see the storm and realize that walking on water is much harder and scarier than he imagined. In that moment, the overwhelming feeling of fear overcame all the faith he had and he began to sink; all because he took his focus off of the Savior for just a second.

Don’t we all do this sometimes? I know I do. Whenever I am faced with a situation that requires me to exercise faith, I often start off as Peter did, with my focus directly on the Savior. I may even take a few steps of faith on the water. But, the moment I lose focus of the Savior and forget that through Him all things are possible, I realize that these steps of faith are harder and scarier than I ever imagined. I begin to fear the storm and eventually may even start to sink.

Continuing to walk in faith while we are in the midst of the storms of life can be challenging and overwhelming. As I was thinking about this topic I kept asking myself the question of, “What can I do so that when I find myself caught in the storms of life, I can make sure I don’t let myself sink?” This question leads directly into the second thing I’ve learned from choosing faith over fear in my life, which is how to better strengthen my faith daily. I have come up with three things that have proven to be the most successful in helping me strengthen my faith.

The first one is going to the temple. When I was at BYU this last year, I lived in the Heritage Halls dorms, which are just a short 15-minute walk from the Provo temple. I really think that my freshman year at BYU was when I developed my deep love for the temple. It was a sanctuary for me and a place of peace because college is hard. I often felt like I was caught in a storm when I would find myself struggling to get everything done, trying to choose the right major, and had difficult exams all the time. During these times when it felt like I was going to sink at any moment, I was and am so thankful that I had the temple to go to and that I was able to take my worries and fears to the Lord.
In the True to the Faith, under Temples, there is a smaller section titled, “Blessings from Attending the Temple.” It reads:
“When you are troubled or when crucial decisions weigh heavily on your mind, you may take your cares to the temple. There you can receive spiritual guidance.”
I know that that’s true. I am so thankful that I can take worries or fears that I have to the temple and receive peace, comfort, and direction from the Lord. I know that when I go to the temple feeling overwhelmed and burdened down by the storms of life, I leave with added strength and faith from my Father in Heaven. This then makes it easier for me to go and continue taking steps of faith even when it’s scary to.

The second thing that helps me strengthen my faith is daily prayer. I haven’t always been the most diligent at saying my prayers but I have come to really appreciate them and I have such a strong testimony of them. I love prayer because it allows me to share my fears with my Heavenly Father. It’s really hard for me to express my feelings with others and so sometimes when I am faced with a trial or am fearful of something, it’s easy to feel alone since I have a hard time opening up. Whenever I’m feeling this way, I love to pray to my Heavenly Father and share with Him every emotion that I’m feeling at that time. These are spiritual experiences for me as I feel of Heavenly Father and the Savior’s love for me. There is a quote by President Hinckley that reads:
“Never assume that you can make it alone. You need the help of the Lord. Never hesitate to get on your knees in some private place and speak with Him. What a marvelous and wonderful thing is prayer. Think of it. We can actually speak with our Father in Heaven. He will hear and respond, but we need to listen to that response. Nothing is too serious and nothing too unimportant to share with Him.”
President Hinckley is right. We can’t make it through the storms of life alone. We need help from Heavenly Father and we get that help by communicating with Him through prayer. I know that as I draw near to Heavenly Father through my personal prayers and share with Him my personal fears, I feel Him drawing near to me and giving me strength. Prayer is such a vital thing to me when I am trying to replace my fears with faith.

The third thing that I have found that strengthens my faith is personal scripture study.  We have been counseled by both leaders of today and leaders from the scriptures to study the scriptures every day, individually and as families. In 2 Nephi 32, we read how Nephi told his brethren to “feast upon the words of Christ.” In John 5, we are told to “search the scriptures.” Howard W. Hunter once called scripture study, “the most profitable of all study in which we could engage.” When I was at BYU, I developed a love for scripture study. It was no longer a thing that I had to do just so I could check it off my list. I actually looked forward to it. Through studying the scriptures, we can gain knowledge and answers to prayer. Whenever I’m trying to choose faith over fear, it helps me to study and read stories about faith and how the people in the scriptures overcame their own personal fears. These stories are inspiring to me and help me walk in faith as I read about people who felt the same way I do sometimes.
Recently, I’ve been studying missionary work in the Book of Mormon in preparation to leave on my mission. I’ve also been praying that I can be the best missionary I can possibly be. When I study my scriptures with missionary work in mind, I find that Heavenly Father is answering my prayers. I’ve read so many stories about missionaries in the Book of Mormon and have read about what qualities they had that made them great missionaries. Whenever I feel inadequate and fear that I won’t be able to teach the gospel well enough, it helps to go read these missionary stories and see that even missionaries in the Book of Mormon felt inadequate at times. Even they felt fear at times. But they went and with the Lord’s help, they were molded into great missionaries. These stories help me replace my feelings of inadequacy and fear with faith when I know that with Christ by my side, I can be molded into a great missionary, as well.

Even though these three faith-strengthening things are really simple, they have been the most effective in my life. Choosing to walk in faith and not letting metaphorical storms overcome us can be so hard and I know that. Like I said earlier, this has been such a huge theme in my life lately as I have been deciding to go and preparing to go on a mission.
My decision to serve was not easy and required me to place a lot of trust in Heavenly Father and take steps of faith even when I was scared to. I want to share my experience with you today in hopes that it may help someone.

For any of you who know me well, you know that I am a planner. I always have some sort of life plan for myself. Something that was never in my plans was a mission. It was never something I even wanted to do. When the age change was announced in 2012, I didn’t receive an overwhelming feeling that I would serve a mission, like a lot of girls I know did. I was a junior in high school at this time and if you would have told me that three years later I would be serving a mission in Missouri I probably would have laughed at you. It was not something I saw myself doing. Fast forward to my senior year when a lot of my friends were getting ready to leave on their missions and some of my girlfriends were beginning to talk about putting their papers in; my heart was definitely softened and I became more open to the idea of a mission. I finished my senior year and moved to Provo so that I could attend BYU. My freshman year at BYU is the best year of my life up to this point. I grew so much and I credit that to the fact that it did not go as I planned it would. Before I went to BYU, I had a vision in my mind of what my freshman year would look like: I thought that I knew for sure what I was going to major in and thought that I would be in and out of college in 4 years because I had this great academic plan for myself, I pictured myself having the perfect job, and I could even somewhat picture what my roommates would be like. I’m here to tell you that my freshman year did not go as planned. I changed my major five times in two semesters, had to force myself to go to work everyday, and my roommates were nothing like I expected. But, my freshman year was the best year. It was not a picture perfect year and because of that, I had to learn to rely on the Savior like never before. I felt like I was constantly having to take steps of faith when things didn’t turn out the way I had thought they would. While this frustrated me at the time, I am grateful that I had to learn how to choose faith over fear because it helped prepare me for the months ahead.

In February of this year, I was forced to make a decision about whether I would be going on a mission or doing another semester at school since I had to start finding an apartment for the next year. So many of my friends were choosing to serve and I thought it was awesome, although I hadn’t received any sort of confirmation that a mission was right for me at this time. I decided I would go another semester of school, prayed about it and felt good about it, although a mission was always on my mind. I still decided that school would be the best option for me so I signed an apartment contract and signed up for Fall 2015 classes. I was so excited about it but, the thought of a mission never left my mind. I moved home in April and continued to watch my friends leave on missions. My heart soon developed a special place for sister missionaries especially, as many of my close girlfriends were leaving. I was excited for them but also was so excited that I would be going back to school in August. On May 26, I was talking with my sister about life and life plans and all of the sudden had a very distinct impression that I would serve a mission. You can imagine how caught off guard I was since my plan was to go back to BYU for at least another semester and I didn’t think a mission was anywhere in the near future. But, I couldn’t deny the impression I had gotten so I went and talked to my Dad about it and told him I wanted to leave in December after I did a semester of school. As I was leaving his office, he asked me what I would think about putting my papers in ASAP and trying to leave in August. Even though that decision wasn’t what I had planned for myself at all, I once again felt a strong impression that it was right. I started off, as Peter did, confidently taking steps of faith with my focus on the Savior and began my mission papers. I was so excited, but, as I got closer and closer to submitting my papers, I began to realize how hard and scary a mission can be. I wondered why I was trading in BYU, which is comfortable, for a mission, which is way out of my comfort zone. My faith waivered and I began to fear. I took my focus off of the Savior and instead of walking in total faith, began doubting my decision and the timing. This was not the plan I had for myself and instead of exercising faith I was letting fear win. It got the best of me and caused me to doubt my decision up until right before my papers were supposed to be submitted. One Sunday I had been praying for faith and strength to align my will with Heavenly Father’s, and confirmation that this timing was right. I went to Sunday school and looked up at the board, which had a quote on it. I see that quote every week but read it anyway. The quote said, “When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives.” This statement hit me. It was confirmation from my Heavenly Father that serving a mission is what He needs me to be doing right now. I said a prayer and thanked my Heavenly Father for helping me. Once I was totally able to align my will with His, I was able to understand that His plan for me is greater than my plan for myself. I was given added strength and was able to continue walking in faith even though it was scary for me. I finished my papers and a few weeks later received my call. There have been moments since I’ve had my call that I have felt fear, but I now know that if I will keep my focus on the Savior, I can walk in faith no matter how hard or how scary the situation may be.

My decision to serve a mission wasn’t easy for me and it tested my faith. I had to turn to my Heavenly Father through prayer and scripture study to strengthen my faith so that I could submit my will unto His. I’ve had to learn to overcome fear and choose faith instead, even when it’s hard to. I found a quote by President Hinckley that I think sums up all that I’ve been talking about today really well. It says:
“Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us… If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers.”
I know that that’s true. I saw it in my life while I was deciding whether or not to go on a mission. I also know that this quote is true for all of us. Whether we are asked to face a difficult health challenge, or are scared to go to fourth grade, or are asked to do something that wasn’t in our life plan. Heavenly Father cares about all of our fears. If we will turn to Him and keep our focus on Him, He will help strengthen us so that when storms arise in our life, we may be better able to walk in faith.

I want to bear my testimony that I know this Church is true. I know that Heavenly Father knows each of us individually and cares for us. I know that families can be together forever and I am so excited to go share that knowledge with the people of St. Louis. I know that Christ lives and died for us so that we can repent and become better each day. I am grateful for my Father in Heaven and for the plan He has for each of us. I am so grateful for the opportunity I have to go share this beautiful gospel with the people of St. Louis. I want to thank this ward family and my family and friends that have been such great examples of faith, have given me strength, and have helped me get to this point in my life. I am forever grateful for all of you.
I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

8.15.2015

MY DECISION TO SERVE

+ May 26, 2015
I began my application to be a full-time missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
+June 9, 2015.
My mission papers were submitted and this whole thing got real.
+June 29, 2015.
I received my own pretty white envelope in the mail and learned where I would serve my Savior for the next eighteen months.
+August 26, 2015.
I will begin the craziest, biggest adventure of my life thus far!

First some backstory... SO October 2012, aka the infamous mission age change. To be completely honest, when I heard the age change, I was frustrated! I thought that I never wanted to serve a mission but then when the age was significantly lowered for sisters... I suddenly felt all this pressure and like I would be expected to go. I didn't fully understand that I could be happy and excited for the girls who said they had received an answer to go even though that wasn't my answer yet. And so I went along and still told people that I didn't know for sure yet, but for now, I wasn't really planning on it. Fast forward six months. My mind became more open and my heart softer. The thought of a mission became something I didn't mind so much. I even started telling some people I was planning on it. Fast forward to August 2014. I began school at BYU Provo and was loving every second. A mission now became something that was on my mind but I thought I had other plans for myself. Looking back, I knew that I should go on a mission but I wasn't receiving any overwhelming confirmation that it was right for me. So I decided that it wasn't the right time. I even signed up for Fall 2015 classes and signed a year long apartment contract. I truly thought I knew what my life would look like six months from then but there was obviously a different plan in store for me...

May 26, 2015 was a normal day until that night. My sister and I were in the kitchen talking about life and the future. At this point in my life, I thought I knew how my future would unfold; or rather, how I thought I wanted it to unfold. I think I forgot that someone far greater than me has a far greater plan for me if I will just trust Him. A mission had been in the back of my mind, due to many of my close friends receiving their mission calls. My heart had been softened and even had become more open; I wasn't saying "no mission," but I was saying I would re-evaluate myself come fall semester. During our conversation, it hit me. But in the softest, yet most overwhelming way. I knew I would serve a mission. Without telling anyone, I went and talked to my dad aka my Bishop. I told him I wanted to leave in December. Then literally as I'm walking out the door:

Dad: "What do you think about putting in your papers asap and trying to leave in August."
Me: Ummm I have an apartment contract. Not happening. "Do you think I could? I mean I have an apartment contract already..."
Dad: "If it's right it will work out." 
Me: "K let's do it!!!!!!" 

At that moment, it was like all the stars had aligned in my life! I have never felt more at peace then I did at that moment. I went home and told my mom and almost gave her a heart attack in the process. I also decided that I wasn't going to tell anyone else until I got my actual call. Which was super hard but I'm glad I did it. I began my papers the next day and was on a spiritual high. Everything felt good and right but I did have moments of doubt. I began doubting my decision and the timing. I was nervous and scared to trade in comfort for the unknown. BYU is comfortable; my would have been future roommates were comfortable. A mission... not so comfortable. In fact, waaaayyyy out of my comfort zone. This was not the plan I had for myself and that scared me. I was supposed to go to BYU, continue pursuing my degree, and live with my best friends. Knowing that I would be sacrificing all of that truly scared me. Fear is real. It got the best of me; even up to the day of my Stake President interview when my papers would be submitted. It was a Sunday and I woke up confused, nervous, and doubtful. I went to church still feeling uneasy, wanting some sort of confirmation that I should still go on a mission and more importantly, that I should go now. I was sitting in Sunday school and as cheesy as this sounds, there was a quote on the wall that said, "When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives." 

What.

OKAY I GET IT I WILL GO NOW. 

I see that quote every single week, but it obviously hit me that day. This quote was confirmation from my Heavenly Father that yeah, this may have not been in my plans, but it's the best plan. My heart grew about three sizes with love for my Heavenly Father that day. My papers were submitted and everything got reeeaaalllll (note: NO ONE knows still...). Then, a couple weeks later, my pretty envelope came and I learned that I would be serving in the Missouri, St. Louis Mission. Lots of people say that when they read where they are going, they feel overwhelmed and know that that's where they are supposed to be. While that is true for me, it was also true when I read my departure date. August 26 (my departure date) was my availability date and no way did I think I would actually leave that day. When I read it, it was yet another confirmation that this timing is right and that I made the right decision to go on a mission now.

My decision to serve a mission wasn't easy for me. I had to learn to overcome fear and choose faith instead... which is way easier said than done! Throughout this process I have learned that it is okay to feel fear as long as we don't let it overcome us. Fear is real. And Heavenly Father knows that. I have grown closer to Heavenly Father during this process and have learned what it means to really pray while I have poured my heart out to Him. I know that He hears and answers prayers. I know that He knows what's best and that His way is the right way... or else I would not be going at this time. I know that by putting our trust in Him and submitting our will unto His that we will be SO happy! Because I am so so so happy. This is His plan for me and I have to keep pinching myself that it's really happening. I love my Savior and this beautiful, perfect gospel.

SEE YA REAL SOON ST. LOUIS!