Enjoying the Journey!

So lately I've been up to a lot! Now that most of the prep is done for my mission, I've had a lot of time to think about what it's actually going to be like and how I may or may not be prepared to serve the Lord, yet, every single time a thought comes to mind about not being prepared or worthy enough to teach people this gospel I instantly think of that undeniable, comforting, burning desire that I felt whenever the
Prophet, Thomas S. Monson, made the age change! As I've been reading my scriptures, studying Preach My Gospel, doing family history work, and praying more and more I've come to a realization. I can come up with a million ways I am not good enough, but, I am a daughter of a Heavenly Father who loves me and would never give me an opportunity to even have an experience such as this unless I was worthy! Having these doubting thoughts has only now strengthened my testimony in knowing that as missionaries, we are only tools. I know it's well known that the Holy Ghost does the converting and I guess for me it took an experience such as this to strengthen my testimony of that! I am not perfect, but, I know that Heavenly Father loves me and has a plan for me (and my personal ideas and timing of how my life is meant to work out isn't necessarily part of the bigger plan.) I am so lucky to have this gospel in my life and I cannot wait to serve my fellow men!

         *The beautiful LDS Mount Timpanogos Temple*
Only 61 more days and I will be off to Bolivia! So this time has actually been flying by pretty fast! I was so incredibly blessed to have a rather spontaneous trip to Utah. I got to visit my amazing family and was able to go to the Mount Timpanogos temple with several of my aunts, my mom, and my grandparents. It was such a wonderful Experience and being only my second time through I really felt the spirit as strong as I did the first time. It was such a beautiful memory that I wouldn't give up for the world! I do have to admit that leading up to our afternoon session, we had a pretty crazy day! One of my aunts wasn't feeling well, there was kind of a snowstorm (no biggie), my cousin got sick on a run so we had to go find him to take him home, and my knee got slightly jammed in a car door. Nonetheless we made it to the temple and that is all that matters! No matter what came in our way, the ultimate peace that came from being able to go to the temple just made it all worth it! So for all of you (fellow) future missionaries out there do not get discouraged. Don't let all that extra time between getting your call and arriving at the MTC get you down or let it give you anxiety. Just know everything happens for a reason and enjoy the journey:)