Theres not much to report in life.
HA JUST KIDDING!
(best if read as a song…with a braggy and slightly obnoxious
tone.)
Im gonna be a misssssionary, Im getting a naaaaaametag, im
going to MEEEEEEsa, they're gonna lovvvvvvve me!!!
Ive already bought like my entire 18 month wardrobe and
you're trippin if you think im gonna stop there. shopping is actually A LOT funner and
easier than I originally planned on it being. (thank you, Utah)
And the best most amazing most beautiful part of the WHOLE
THING is that im preparing myself to have absolutely matter outside of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Boys,
music, boys, school, boys, movies, boys, work…none of it shall matter and it
shall be well with me.
And you know that’s come a lot easier too. Actually. Its
welcomed. Whole-heartedly. Some would go
as far as to say its freedom. *shrugs* who knows?
Maybe some could call it a feeling of indifference toward everything
unpleasant that has happened ever.
Probably me. Yes, I would call it that.
Im not saying that serving a mission is a way to forget all the
bad stuff in your life and have an excuse to have none of it matter... Im just
saying those feelings are a welcome side affect.
And im not saying that I don't give 2 craps about all the
stuff and people I cared too much about 2 weeks ago…im just saying… im pretty
dang close to never looking back ever again. Which is an uncharacteristically
special thing.
In all seriousness though, I have never been more excited
about anything in my life. I've NEVER felt so right about a decision, and I've
never been this close to the daily comfort of the spirit. It is incredible. And
I know that its going to get so much harder when im in the field, I know that.
I know this experience won't be all rainbows and sunshine. But even if it changes
just ONE life (other than mine) then
it'll be 100% worth it.
Even if when I come back everything has changed and all my
worst fears come true….For example: My best friends are gone and moved away
from provo. Smoot, one of my best friends/dream
guys, comes back from his mission and gets married to someone that’s not me. MY BROTHER GETS MARRIED AND IM NOT THERE AND
HIS PHOTOGRPAHER SUCKS. My favorite boots go out of style… even if all of that
happens, I KNOW this is what Im supposed to be doing. And if Smoot taught me anything its that God
has a plan for all of us. And he will guide us down the path he has paved for
us.
So theres my rant people. This girl is gonna be a missionary
in Arizona in 90 days.
Write me.
Send me cookies…
No, sunscreen. Send me sunscreen.
