{Letter #36} Happily Ever After
Once upon a time a girl got her mission call to Toronto Canada. She started the mtc online and three weeks later got reassigned to the Salt Lake City West Mission. A lot of people asked her how she felt and she would smile and say that she was excited. But there was always a twinge of disappointment. She finished up her training and headed to Utah.
She still wasn't sure about everything when she got there, but she went with it. She had hard days, she had sad days, she had days where she had no idea what she was doing, but through it all there was something that kept her going. Something that helped her feel joy. She didn't realize it, but she was learning to love being a missionary. She was learning to love serving in Utah. She loved the people in West Jordan, Kearns, West Valley, and Taylorsville. She loved serving. She loved teaching. She even loved knocking doors. Things she never thought she'd love to do.
Suddenly, before she knew it, her time as a missionary was up. After 18 months, they made her go home. She looked back at everything she'd done and realized that it wasn't her at all. There was someone who had been helping her, strengthening her, the whole time. He gave her comfort on the hard days. He helped her learn a new language. He helped her laugh after people hung up the phone or slammed the door in her face. Things that He had already been through and much much more. Because of Him she'll never be the same. And because of Him she finished off her mission happily ever after :)
Love you all! Keep in touch! ❤
She still wasn't sure about everything when she got there, but she went with it. She had hard days, she had sad days, she had days where she had no idea what she was doing, but through it all there was something that kept her going. Something that helped her feel joy. She didn't realize it, but she was learning to love being a missionary. She was learning to love serving in Utah. She loved the people in West Jordan, Kearns, West Valley, and Taylorsville. She loved serving. She loved teaching. She even loved knocking doors. Things she never thought she'd love to do.
Suddenly, before she knew it, her time as a missionary was up. After 18 months, they made her go home. She looked back at everything she'd done and realized that it wasn't her at all. There was someone who had been helping her, strengthening her, the whole time. He gave her comfort on the hard days. He helped her learn a new language. He helped her laugh after people hung up the phone or slammed the door in her face. Things that He had already been through and much much more. Because of Him she'll never be the same. And because of Him she finished off her mission happily ever after :)
Love you all! Keep in touch! ❤
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