My Second Mission

   When I came home from the grestest and most challenging experience of my life as a missionary for church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints I was a little lost and trying to regain a purpose and focus.All I wanted to do was go back and start it all again.  It was during that time that inspired leaders called me to serve in various ways in the womens organization known as the Relief Society.
   For the last year or so I have been blessed with many opportunities to love and serve some of the most incredible women in the world! I have learned from them and their examples. Each individual has left a handprint on my heart. I am so overwhlemed by the amount of love I have now for my ward, and mostly for the Relief Society sisters.
   All my life I grew up knowing that the organization of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints was correct and true. It took me a little bit longer than some to gain such a powerful witness of the divinity of Relief Society. Now I can see that God has created a program where his daughters can become like Him!
  We had sisters with some of the hardest trials and challenges in their lives. (Eating disorders, depression, anxiety, disease, heart break) You name it, they over came it!  I was blessed to watch and see how they came to partake of the atonement of Jesus Christ and change their lives! Obstacles that for many would be the end because like a catalyst that bounced these amazing women forward closer to God and also closer to their hopes and dreams. My heart is full of love for people who I would otherwise not even know or understand.
  The greatest lesson that I learned is that there is 'sorrow that the eye can't see'. Women who go about and do amazing things, often struggle at least internally to fight battle after battle in the progression o life. Many times no one knew how much they suffered or how lonely they were truly feeling. Thankfully the Lord allowed me to see and feel and to be there at some cross roads. I am humbled so deeply by these amazing women and all the gifts, and talents that they possess!
    So although I no longer am blessed to serve in this capacity, I come out better then I went in. It's hard to put into words, but in tradition I will use the words to a song (paraphrased in my own way) Because I knew them I have been changed for good!

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