It has been a little over six months since I have returned from those marvelous days as a missionary. I couldn't help but ponder today, how ridiculously blessed I have been since my return. When I first got home, my Mom asked me to finish my blog but I simply couldn't it. I could not put into words the fact that my mission was over. Just like that, it had ended. I struggled for a long time after I took the plaque off to move on. I have always had a really hard time closing the chapters of my life and moving on to new things. I always worried, what if I will never be that happy again? What if this change is too scary or it doesn't end well for me? I have learned in the six months that I have been home, that God always gives us something better. Not necessarily easier, but He is constantly working for our happiness and so He always gives us the situations and the people that we need. My family has been an incredible blessing to me. Their support throughout my mission and their support as I came home saved me in so many ways. They welcomed my French phrases and weird acquired habits and somewhat self-righteous ways with open arms and eased me back into regular life. Without a doubt, I would not be who I am today without them, it was because of them that I left in the first place. The joy in our home was unparalleled and I knew it was because of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and the blessings that come from living that. I wanted to share that with the world and they supported me wholeheartedly and I could never thank them for it.
Coming home from a mission is difficult for so many reasons and I struggled to find my place, to fit who I had become back into my old life. I missed my life as a missionary and the routine and consistency it provided. The Spirit was so prevalent in every moment of every day and when I came home that changed. I did my best to stay close to the Lord but found it easy to become discouraged. But as usual, Heavenly Father in His loving kindness sent me a new blessing. An old friend from the mission. Elder Adam Mosley, a zone leader from my time in Belgium emailed me in April. His emails and letters were exactly what I needed to survive the summer as I learned to apply the many lessons God had taught me during my mission. We uplifted each other and believed in each other's ability to tackle the trials we were facing. It seemed so...strange that an Elder I had served with was becoming such a dear friend to me. He and I had been good friends while we served together but it was quickly becoming something more as we wrote and shared our insights and experiences. When he came home from his mission at the end of the summer, our relationship quickly turned into a whirl wind romance and has left me happier than I have ever been in my life. To make a very very long story short, God has been incredibly and mercifully kind to me. I don't deserve in any way the blessings and happiness that He has given me but "the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair."
God has been constantly guiding me and helping me to trust Him. The decisions I have had to make the past few months have been big, scary ones that have sent me to my knees time and time again. And each time, my loving Father in Heaven has been there to say, "It'll all work out just the way it needs to." I have always had a plan for my life. It was very specific and I was bent on accomplishing it, but Heavenly Father has a higher vision for us and His ways are not our ways. His plan is always better than mine even if He only lights my path step by step. I know with all my heart that there is a bright beautiful future ahead for each of us as we trust in His love and in His grace. He loves us so much more than we can understand and His only goal is our happiness. Heavenly Father wants to take care of us and lead us to unimaginable happiness. It is difficult to see what He sees, but faith gives us the perspective we need and as we trust in God and His plan for us, we will see the beauty of life unfold before us.