Last year, I up and moved to Logan to go to Utah State. I have never felt so strongly that I should do something before. I had such an incredible experience up there, I knew I would go right back in the Fall. Something I have learned again and again lately is this saying: "Want to see God laugh? Make plans."
One day at Institute this Summer, I suddenly was crying. My answer was a big fat NO. No Logan, No Merrills, No "mattress-ing" down Old Main. No Aggies Rugby. For weeks, I had to learn to stop shaking my fist heavenward. About the same time, Todd and I broke up. I felt so abandoned. Journal writing stopped (gasp!) Little did I know...
I worked through the Fall semester, living at home. At tithing settlement, I didn't hear a word my bishop said. Instead, I heard the Spirit whisper, "Don't freak out (probably more like "Fear not"), but maybe- just maybe- you could consider going on a mission." Insert some tearful nights, some temple visits, advice and encouragement from Bubba, LOTS of prayers and Oo-da-lolly! I've got my answer!
(Photos taken from my cell phone- Timpanogos Temple, Me reading after doing baptisms at Provo Temple)
Words of Mormon 1:7
