Hey ya'll!
Boy, this week Sister Robison has not been feeling good at all. I haven't been feeling too hot either, but not as bad as she has. So, this past week was tough and not as productive as we would have liked. But! It ended really well this past Saturday and Sunday.
Aside from not feeling good I have had some personal battles of my own. After deciding that I want to be a more consecrated and steadfast missionary, giving my all to the Lord, the adversary sure got onto me quick. Which is a no brainer cuz every time I've ever decided that I needed to make some changes in my life that would bring me closer to Christ, Lucifer has never wanted that for anybody! So, in all honesty, I was pretty down in the dumps. No matter how hard I tried I just could not be happy. One day I just cried and cried and cried over stupid things that didn't matter at all. My focus was not on missionary work, I was comparing myself to other missionaries and their successes and I did not have an attitude of gratitude or any positivity. After my cry fest I went to bed that night and said to myself "Tomorrow is going to be different! I am going to be different! Things are going to be better than ever before, and I am going to smile and be happy about it!" And guess what? They were! I woke up and forced a smile on my face and said a prayer to Heavenly Father to thank Him for helping me get over myself and move on. Saturday and Sunday were the best days I've ever had on my mission so far! The Tupelo elders came out to Amory to give a few of our progressing investigators priesthood blessings which was such a spiritually uplifting experience. On Sunday I gave a talk about following the Savior and ways to "Come Unto Christ" which gave me the opportunity to open up more to the members. And now matter what happened while we were out tracting or contacting I was so happy.
I owe it all to the Savior. In Ether 12:27 it reads "I give unto men weakness that they may be humble;" the Lord showed me my weaknesses and the things that I needed to work on through the 4th Missionary talk that I read. Having a change of heart and a new out look on my mission, Satan really did not want me to change. But, I didn't let him get me down, and now I am so happy. I know that there are going to be days ahead that are long and tiring and I might have a few more cry fests. But I know my purpose here and I am going to give everything I have to the Lord and lose myself in the work. There a great poem by Henry B. Eyring called "The Fellowship of the Unashamed" The one line that I have decided to focus on and keep in mind is: My road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my guide is reliable, my mission is clear!
I have an unshakable testimony of this church. I know that Christ lives. His Atonement is the greatest and most sacred of all gifts given to all of us. Joseph Smith truly was a prophet called of God to restore this gospel, and I am so grateful that he was willing to sacrifice himself for it.
I will do my best to fulfill my quest as I bring the souls of the south back into the fold.
I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed, and I have never been happier.
I love ya'll more than I could ever say. May God be with you.
-Sister Michaela Mason
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