I’ve been thinking a lot about the last blog post I wrote and what guided me to really believe that. I wanted to write down my experience that changed my perspective on God and choosing His will. So here it goes: For eighteen years, I managed through life with one goal of gratifying my needs. I did what I had to do in to accomplish my deepest desires. I didn’t live my life for God because I didn’t know how. I didn’t know how to trust Him either. Because my faith wasn’t sure, my ability to humbly seek His will was very slim.
After years and years of God reaching out to me, I finally listened. One of the most defining moments in my life occurred back in January 2013. I was a freshman here at BYU. Just a few months earlier, President Monson made the monumental missionary age change. For the first time in my life, my future faced a different route than I had ever imagined. For months, I agonized over the idea of serving a mission and spent countless hours trying to make my mind up on going or not. Initially, I had decided against it because the thought of leaving the comfort of my family and friends was too much to bear.
Yet, one sacred night, I found myself alone, reading my scriptures, pondering the words of God. I was reading the later chapters of Alma, which were non-to applicable to my life. Yet, as I read those words, I felt the spirit. It was the most overwhelming feeling I had ever experienced in my life. In that sacred moment, I knew that I had to serve a mission. No words can do justice to the clarity I felt. I couldn’t deny it and didn’t dare deny it.
I’m so grateful I listened to Heavenly Father and served a mission. It’s been the greatest blessing of my life.
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