It finally hit me this week, that at some point my mission will end. It was a rather painful moment to actually grasp that this incredible opportunity to serve my Savior with every bit of my day....doesn't last forever. And that somehow, I am actually one of the "seasoned missionaries" now. But I think this realization was actually a blessing because a renewed passion for this work followed immediately after it. Now I see that I have got to kick it into gear and utilize every second I have left. This mission has been one of the most precious gifts I have been given-18 months to fully dedicate all of my time to my Savior. I remember my Stake President mentioning that as I sat in the art gallery of the Jerusalem Center on of the only phones during an interview. I didn't quite understand it then, but now I do. Hallelujah for the next 2 and half transfers.
I love everything about a mission. I love the INCREDIBLE members who go above and beyond to make you feel loved by surprising you with a homemade meal (especially when Shay hasn't cooked a meal in two years!! Goodness-I'm obsessed with her and her family). I love when a less active 20 year old agrees to sing in a musical number...so he comes to church to practice in his earrings, tattoos, and slightly inappropriate t-shirt. I love when I can end the day feeling like I did my absolute best to talk with everyone I saw that day, regardless of the crazy things people tell me (Example A: "I am the Lord, sweetheart." WHAT do you say to that?). I love walking into church on Sunday, and knowing the names and life-stories of all the ward members sitting in the pews and LOVING them to death. I love conversations late into the night with my companion about how we are going to reach our baptism goals. I love those nights that I somehow have the energy to stay awake and really pray/receive answers from my Father in Heaven. I love posting things on the I Follow Him page and seeing hundreds of people spend their time liking and commenting on GOSPEL-centered media. I love carrying cute notecards in my purse (thanks madre) everywhere I go for those perfect moments when someone needs a few words written down for them to feel loved. I love testifying of the many promised blessings that come from living the commandments and feeling the person across the room start to understand how true that is through the Spirit.I JUST LOVE THIS LIFE. SO SO SO MUCH. When I say I feel like I am the most blessed missionary around, I truly feel that way. Life is oh so good. If you haven't had a chance, watch Elder Bednar's Social Media #sharinggoodness devotional. We're giving a training on it this week at Mission Leadership Council. CAN'T WAIT.
Love,
Sister Hutchins
Shay's scrumptious dinner
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