Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2015 10:42:07 +0200
Subject: Re: Nov. 29, 2015
So as you know my mission is coming to a close. On monday right after emailing we drove four hours to Durban so that we would be able to attend our zone conference the next day. So tuesday we enjoyed getting taught from president and understanding how we can be better missionaries. I was happy that i was able to learn and apply some things that president was sharing with us. The week prior to the conference our zone got asked to perform a musical number, so we chose to sing “I Love the Lord” to the tune of “Be Still My Soul”. It was great. We didnt quite sound like the mormon tabernacle Choir, but it really was a close second haha. Also all the missionaries who were going home were asked to bear their final testimonies with those present. It was a wonderful experience. For those who havent had opportunity to hear the final remarks of a missionary you honestly are missing out, because it was so spiritually powerful. It seemed like the spirit kept getting stronger with each young man who stood and testified as well. Finally it came to be my turn. I sort of wanted to make the excuse that i was crying so i had to go wipe my eyes and blow my nose, but it would have been very lame of me and probably would have affected the spirit of the meeting.
I bore my testimony on how church leaders are inspired and how in the Kingdom of God there are no wrong calls. I know because i received two mission calls haha. I told the missionaries how our church leaders are inspired in their callings. I mentioned how the Lord Humbled me on my mission, the gratitude i had for each companion and how we need to depend on the Lord in all that we do. I felt a little bit overcome at some points (meaning i cried again) but i regained control and finished with my love of the gospel, The love i feel for Joseph Smith, Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father.
After finishing what i felt i needed to say i stepped down from the stand, having the feeling that i was able to bear my testimony as powerfully as i could. Prior to the meeting i had said many prayers that God wold bless me so i would know what to say. Immediately after ward i prayed again but offering thanks to the Lord for helping me fulfill another purpose in his kingdom.
My companion and i had a very good week as well. We were invited to celebrate American thanksgiving with our seniour couple and chowed turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy and buns like nobodies business. I was so full the next morning i skipped breakfast to avoid feeling sick. It really was a glorious feast and although i may not be an american, i will certainly celebrate any holiday from any country, because most national holidays involve some sort of feasting period and i enjoy that.
Then this morning we woke up at three so i could drive one of my dear missionary friends to a bus station two hours away so he could receive some training provided from the mission for the benefit of elders going home so they have a foot in the door so to speak. As we were teaching throughout the week i heard something that impressed me. It was said by a young man who turned from the streets to become a successful artist and he said “A journey never ends, its only the heel that finishes.” I liked that thought and how it pertained to mortality and what all of us do. I would like to say his statement with a little twist though. “Our missions never end, the work of the Lord never ends. The only thing that does end is the time frame in which we have to work in.” So even though my two year time frame has now been shrunk to two weeks i will forever remain a missionary at heart, because i want to continue to see lives change the way that mine has.
I know this church is true. I know God lives. I bear testimony to that fact and so do thousands and millions of others upon the face of this earth. If you havent started on your journey of discipleship, put the armour of God about you and embark. He will protect you. He loves you and so do I.