A Favorite Subject...

So this blog was created initially to record my thoughts and inspirations. Basically a diary into my life that I would be comfortable sharing with others who stumble upon it. Me being the disorganized person that I am, I don't usually write an entry in it unless something absolutely amazing and spiritual happens to me. Tonight was the 3rd show of Sweeney Todd here on the USU Campus. My friends Alan and Elise drove all the way down from Rexburg today just to see me in the show and then drove all the way back. As I was contemplating on that single action, (at two o clock in the morning), I had a wonderful manifestation of the Holy Spirit of the Lord that was something like this: "They drove here to see you because they love you." It literally made me cry. I am so incredibly blessed to have friends who care that much that they would be willing to drive 2 1/2 hours to come see me for less than about 30 minutes total. The tender mercies of the Lord do exist and my whole entire life is a testimony to that. I don't know what I would do without the special people in my life like Alan, Elise, my family, and my other friends and extended family. They're what keep me going. Truly, "what greater gift [can God] bestow, what greater goodness can we know, than Christlike friends, whose gentle ways, strengthen our faith, enrich our days." For those of you who this message is about, thank you. More to come...

Reflections of Florida....

So the other night, one of mine and Wyn's friends, Justin, came over to our apartment to hang out and shoot the breeze a little bit. Somehow, we got to the topic of missions. Justin hasn't served a mission yet and wanted to pick the brains of two RM's. He asked a lot of questions that most premies ask "What was your craziest experience, what's the grossest thing you ever ate" and so on and so forth. But then he asked one that was a real tuffy: "What was the best part of being out on a mission that you don't get to enjoy at any other point in your life?" Wow. I literally took about 2 minutes to think of a good response. He being the awesome guy that he is, waited for my good response. Finally it came to me. "The best part about serving a mission," I said, "is the fact that you get to completely turn your life over to the Lord and allow him to literally speak and act through you in every single thing you do." After he left, I thought about it some more with each day that passed by. I have finally come to the conclusion that there is no reason why I shouldn't enjoy that type of relationship with Heavenly Father in my everyday life. I think that one common mistake that a lot of returned missionaries make (including myself) is that we automatically assume that post-mission life is never going to be as spiritual as mission life. Why shouldn't we enjoy that same companionship with the Savior? Why shouldn't we allow Him to act through us? Food for thought for sure...