It's been 23 months since the very day I left for my mission.
23 of the most challenging, incredible, painful, easy, fast-moving, crazy years of my life...
All I can say is, man was it worth it. I have loved my mission [:
I feel like I have just learned, felt, and seen SO MUCH.
I find it hardly describable over a blog.
I can honestly say it has been the best two years of my life thus far. I have found a testimony that God lives. He is in the very details of our lives. Miracles surround us, whether we have the open eyes to see them or not.
No matter who you are, where you are, or what you're doing, they are there;
and he is there.
He loves us, so why wouldn't he be. It's not a matter of if he is or isn't. Of if he will or won't. I don't believe it has anything to do with if he is there or if he will reveal himself to us.
It's just a matter of opening your heart,
to find and realize that he has always been;
and that he will forever be.
watching. waiting. smiling. laughing. comforting. guiding.
Always in the details of all that we do.
Wouldn't you do the same for those things and people the mean the very most to you?
God loves us. Of that I have learned my last two years.
Ya'll mean alot to me. Probably more than you think.