Faith vs. Fear

I was very fearful of serving a mission. I had no idea what to expect, nor did I want to fail. I had decided to serve a mission twice before, but each time had let my fear overcome me, and had given up. But the Lord had a plan for me, and that plan included a mission. I decided again that it was the right thing for me to do. So I began again that process of preparing for a mission. Needless to say, this caused a lot of stress in my life. Running and biking became my number one stress relievers. One day, I was riding my bike around my hometown. I turned a corner and saw a deer crossing the road. Upon seeing me, the deer froze, paralyzed by fear.

Another Testament of Christ

I testify that the Book of Mormon is the word of God. It was translated by the power of God through His servant, the prophet. I testify that that prophet was Joseph Smith. I know that the Book of Mormon truly is a second witness of our Savior, Jesus Christ. We can know of the fullness of the Doctrine of Christ. I have found the Savior on every page of that most sacred book.

I recently have had the opportunity to kneel before my Father in Heaven in prayer, and ask him if the Book of Mormon is true. Having faith, and with real intent, I poured out my soul to my Maker. Peace filled my heart and my mind. An answer from the Lord came.

I leave you my witness that the Book of Mormon is true. I invite you to find out for yourselves by sincerely asking God, our loving Father in Heaven. You will receive an answer by the power of the Holy Ghost. This promise is given to all.

Epic Adventures

Preparation Day. Monday. P-Day. Day of Rest. However you look at it, Mondays are blessed days in the life of a missionary. As missionaries we devote all of our time and attention to serving the Lord, and in return, find no greater joy. However, it's nice to have 8 hours each Monday to take care of the necessary things. Such as shopping, cleaning, and dodge ball. Essentials.

When I was serving in Kalispell this past summer, Sister Ivie and I got a phone call saying that next P-Day we were going to take a little field trip. We would be heading to Big Fork to go hike Mt. Aeneas. We were so excited to embark on this adventure of all adventures. We traveled to the base of the mountain with 10 other missionaries where we would begin our climb. I was ready to prove to all of those Elders that I wasn't a wimpy girl; that I could climb a mountain with the best of them.

Look Not Behind Thee

New Years. That thrill and promise of January, and by an extention, the new year that rings in the hearts and minds of people all over the world. It is a time of introspection and improvement. This year I will loose weight. This year, I will stay on top of the finances. This year I will make amends with that long lost someone. This year I will put myself last. This year. Goal are beautiful things. I believe in goal setting. I also believe in looking towards the future for success, rather than clinging to the past. If we are focused on a righteous goal, and have our eyes set toward heaven, we cannot go astray. I will be able to follow in the light of our Savior, Jesus Christ, one step at a time.

Online Proselyting

I have a little announcement to make. I am an online missionary. We are blessed to be able to share the gospel with the world in ways that have never been done before. There are a handful of missions all over the world that have been chosen for online proselyting. What is online proselyting you may ask? Well, this consists of missionaries within those missions using tools such as blogs, facebook, and mormon.org to share the gospel.

Pretty cool huh? So welcome to the blog. Here you will find insights, scriptures, and testimony centered around our Savior, Jesus Christ and His gospel that has been restored. The Gospel, or the "good news" of Jesus Christ is now even more accessible to the world with just a click of a button.

I know that Jesus Christ is our Savior. That is the reason why I am here- to testify to the world that He does in fact live.

How Great a Debtor

About a year ago, I was at home packing up the last of my things. My life for the next 18 months was going to be packed away into brown boxes, and placed in a storage unit. Everything was in order. My enrollment at BYU-Idaho was deferred, my facebook account was closed, and I had traded in my favorite red ballet flats for black, sturdy walking shoes. I had been called by a Prophet of God to labor in the Montana Billings Mission. The upcoming 18 months were to be completely foreign to me. I didn't know what to expect, and quite frankly, I was terrified.