The Adventure Begins

My whole life I have wanted to serve a mission if the opportunity came.  I remember when I was sixteen somebody was asking me about what I am planning for my future.  I remember saying that serving a mission would be "cool".  The day that I would serve a  mission seemed so far away.  I would go to school and work on my degree then when the time came I would put my papers in and head off on my mission.  Just like many other girls, my mission came closer, due to the missionary age change.  That day during conference my sister called us and said that she was ready to serve a mission.  In January of 2014 she left for the Canada Halifax mission.

I knew that serving a mission was something that I wanted to do. The big question was if Heavenly Father wanted me to serve a mission too.  I started praying, reading scriptures, looking at my patriarchal blessing, asking my parents, and going to the temple. I was playing the waiting game for two months before I got my answer.  The next question was when.

My family is a middle class family.  Every family member who is able to work has a job.  We don't go on many vacations and we have our monthly budgets.  We already have one missionary out, how are we going to afford two?  There have been many money struggles in my life and times where I shouldn't have been able to afford living somewhere or going to school.  During these times my testimony of tithing and fast offerings grew.  I know that because I was obedient, Heavenly Father blessed me and my family.  I worked during the summer saving up as much money that I could. I got another job during the fall and I am currently working a seasonal job.

It took a few weeks for me to get my call and during those weeks we kept pulling pranks on each other.  I started with bringing in a white envelope and waving it in the air saying that it was my call but in reality it wasn't.  There were many more events like this.  My mom finished the pranks with putting my call inside a church envelope that was addressed to my dad.

The Call inside the envelope

Mom being secretive

Called to serve in the Mexico City West mission

I had so many thoughts of where I would serve but Mexico never crossed my mind.  I was really excited when I read those words and I though of all my family and friends who were already serving. I already loved the Mexican Culture so much!  It is a blessing to serve the Lord and help others feel the Savior's love.  Viva a la Mexico!