Today I was walking along and all of a sudden, it came to me. I am going on a mission with my Eternal Companion. Memories of my mission flooded back into my mind and I almost missed a step and fell to the ground. I am going to be a missonary. I am going to be a messenger of Christ helping in the Kingdom in some part of the world. We are going to meet, serve, and love a new circle of friends. What a joy awaits us.
I let miracles flow through my mind I experienced when I was in South East Mexico. I remember many times giving such thanks for those miracles. I remember receiving miracles that were not even thought of, nor asked for. I remember feeling so inspired by the Spirit, being directed each day with the Spirit where to go to seek those honest in heart. I remember being "told" what to say to those investigators. I remember seeing miracles in the lives of others as they grasped the gospel and changed their lives. I remember feeling so humble and grateful as I watched beloved members fellowship new converts.
The memories could go on and on. Now those memories are goals, dreams, and anticipated experiences that we shall share as we give our time, talents, and testimonies. I am so excited. It will be such a glorious experience to share it with Bonnie, let her experience what I did before, see her glean from miracles happening all around us. What a blessing it is to serve as a missionary no matter what age, no matter what circumstance, no matter.
As I continued my walk I realized that just being exactly where we are is a miracle, being so close to pushing the button in submitting our mission papers in about ONE month. I can envision my Father and Mother in Heaven being pleased that we are so excited to serve in the field, where the field is white and ready to harvest. 93 days only.
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