The time for my 21st birthday was coming and the thought of a mission came to mind. I wasn't sure whether to keep going and doing what I had been doing, or put it all on hold for 18 months. What better way to decide then to ask Heavenly Father? It's what I grew up learning and doing; so, I did just that. I prayed for a few weeks and fasted about whether a mission was right for me or not. After the fasting and prayer I got the answer no. So, I continued doing what I was doing. Everything was the way I wanted it.
Time went on and more trials came. Things at my job weren't going as well as they were before. Changes were made and they weren't to my liking. But, work was work and I needed a job. Just kept truckin' along and doing my thing. Spring semester of school was coming and I was going to get back to taking some classes. Had my plans set and ready to go......or so I thought.
Work, got worse. I went from loving my job to dreading it. When I went to register for classes, I couldn't. After talking to the enrollment office they told me "sorry, but I guess you have to re-apply". The plans I "thought" were great, were falling apart in front of me. Nothing was working out at all. All I could think was "now what?"
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZoWuBsdsTzGGB9diNSQtC2tLnSsR1U69oNreXXTjngKo5_Z3PS7VYlU7UXNMeURaWLXDEPXOEuowjdwbc9caWbv0lQZzXhtlPiFKQ1ghxwe0B5ct34DKc-ED0V4re51M90Cyi7Qln5Qw/s200/draper_temple_winter_5.jpg)
(This is the part my mom dislikes)
One wintry night, while home with my family, my mom and I got into a little argument. I decided to leave and put off some steam. Didn't know where or what I was going to do, but it was away from home. After driving for a bit I realized I was on my way to the Draper Utah temple. Parked in the parking lot and just looked up at the temple for a while. It was snowing (which is my favorite) and everything was peaceful. As I was sitting there,the overwhelming impression that I should go on a mission came over me. I continued to sit there and ponder for a while, then I decided to pray about it. Said a prayer in the car and then drove back home. Sunday was the next day and it just so happened to be fast Sunday. Perfect!As soon as I began my fast I could feel what Heavenly Father wanted me to do.At the end of the face, it felt as though I had been "spirit slapped". The most incredible feeling came over me that screamed "YES!!! Go on a mission!" How could I deny it at this point?
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdfHWZuwsmQRY_pZEZuLmFTDdGcmMLQTkCDRCjNiqRhvvdL4Uj3jYTbQ0IrwcKreg2TokCsBqBOx-QZv-KAUOPotYDpkv7BNflcDXPUocWVEIJ-lmv7vC0V2tKiXSANLdkNNscv9rhdaY/s200/36434_423291813208_630573208_4348210_2551745_n.jpg)
-Sister Brittany Nestman
California Santa Rosa Mission (LDS Online Missionary)
Check out my blog: Life of a Sister Missionary
California Santa Rosa Mission (LDS Online Missionary)
Check out my blog: Life of a Sister Missionary
No comments:
Post a Comment