Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Packets of Light

I gave my bedroom a little twist so I could have my antique desk right by the window. I love it. It feels so great to study and ponder by a window during the day. Very inspiring. Also, during the night I can see the moon and the stars. 
"Scriptures are like packets of light that illuminate our minds and give place to guidance and inspiration from on high." - Richard G. Scott

Friday, June 19, 2015

I Love the Temple

The more I understand the temple, the better the experience I have. I can really say I love the temple.

I don't understand all the things but I believe everything. As I keep searching for the answers to my questions, I will receive them little by little.

The temple truly is the house of the Lord. I have felt a stronger connection with God inside the temple. That's why temples have been so important ever since the ancient times.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

5 Important Things I Could Learn From Serving a Mission

As the pages of the calendar keep turning away... I cannot stop treasuring the things I could learn from serving a mission. I am so glad I decided to go. Some people may not need to go on a mission to learn what I learned but a mission truly teaches/reminds you great things.

  1. I learned to love God. I didn't know before how to show Heavenly Father my love besides keeping the commandments. I learned to love God by forgetting myself.
  2. I learned to love those who hurt me. It's easy to love people who do good to you but it requires a lot of humility to love those who hurt you.
  3. My commitment is with the Lord, not with world.
  4. I must trust Him and I should not doubt.
  5. I learned to be more like Christ. I wanna love, serve and care like he did. When I acted like Him, I felt so close to Him. I felt that I got to know Him better.

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

What Does It Feel Like to Die?

"Do you fear death?," asked Davy Jones.

Well... Dying can be easy and hard. I had mixed feelings but mostly I just couldn't believe it was over. Don't get scared, I'm not writing from the dust. I just died as a missionary. Or better said, I died as a "full-time missionary."

I'm amazed... I'm amazed of how fast time went by. I can't believe my days as a missionary are over. I feel like it was just like one of those dreams you have at night. You wake up and... Everything was just a dream. I miss the mission so much. I miss talking with new people. I miss sharing the love and showing some love. When you die you miss everything, specially the things you used to do with your companions.

Also, when you die you feel you know what to do after but you don't really know anything. Well, at least that's how it was for me. I thought I had everything figured out but real life has other things for you too. Things I had not seriously considered before. At my released, my stake president told me that I should let the Lord govern my life over my plans. He knows better.

The mission was something really hard for me. Although I had been away from home and had an independent life before, it still was hard but so full of joy and happiness. I don't know how that works for every missionary but it really is a joyful/hard experience. When you die you feel that you want to learn more from the mish but it's over. I wanted to learn more because I came to know better how to apply it. However, right when I felt that I knew how to fulfill my purpose as a missionary... I started to run out of time. The wife of my first mission president wrote me the following: "Isn't it always true that just when we figure something out we have to move on to a new challenge? I certainly felt that way as we finished our mission."

It's right. After you die, you are ready for a new challenge. I feel ready to have a better life. I feel ready to move on. I feel ready to serve my fellowman with more devotion. I feel ready to believe more in Christ. I feel ready to be more like Christ and love like He did. I feel ready to doubt my doubts before doubting my faith. I feel ready to invite everyone to come unto Christ. I feel ready to honor what I was as a missionary.


Dead was not the end.