Well... this is my last email
that you will receive from me as a missionary. This week has been really
strange, pretty difficult for me honestly. Filled with lots of questions like,
"Are you excited to leave?" and "what's the first thing you're
going to do when you get home?" (always answered with: hug my brother). I
have experienced so much as a missionary. So many life-lessons learned, so many
miracles seen, yet I'm still imperfect after this year and half (and that won't
be changing any time soon). No one can really understand the lows a missionary
reaches, unless you have served a mission. Satan works on missionaries possibly
harder than those you are teaching. On the flip side, because we have experienced
such deep lows, we experience the most intense joy I have ever experienced. The
feeling of finding someone new to teach, someone that the Lord has prepared for
His missionaries to find, is the most elating feeling I have ever experienced.
"Have we not reason to rejoice? Yea, I say unto you, there never were men
that had so great reason to rejoice as we since the world began." THAT is
what being a missionary feels like.
We had a fireside on Sunday
night, and it was a tri-stake event. David Hatch, a world-renowned pianist,
played with a few of his child-prodegy students. WOW!! The spirit was so
strong, it was just amazing, indescribable. Right before the event started, my
companion Sister Patterson said, "Look! Sister Woodbury and her companion
just walked in!" There were probably 500 people there, and not enough time
to get through them all before the event started. So afterwards we shot out of
our seats and ran to the back of the gym and i snuck up behind my old companion
and tapped her on the shoulder. The second she turned around we embraced, and I
just started bawling, i couldn't let go of her and i couldn't stop crying. She
said, "i was praying so hard you would be here! There are so many people
here, I just asked Heavenly Father!!" That is what Ammon felt like in the
Book of Mormon, I think. She was sitting next to her companion who had just
come from the MTC 3 weeks ago, and they had their investigator their that is
getting baptized at the end of the month. Wow, her success, the person she has
become, the missionary she is choosing to be.. that is reason for my heart to
rejoice. (For those of you that don't remember, I trained Sister Woodbury.)
Although I have experienced so
much joy as a missionary, I am just so exhausted. I don't have a doubt in my
mind that I have put my heart, might, mind and strength into the work of the
Lord, and I feel good about it. I will so miss being a missionary, but the
thing I have come to realize is that committing to be a missionary 1.5 years
ago, signing that paper and sending it into the prophet of the Lord, was
actually an eternal commitment, not just one that is over after a year and a
half. Hopefully I can live worthy of that.
I know that this gospel is true with all my heart. As Ammon
says, "I cannot say the smallest part which I feel."
i love you all,
Sister Rose
i love you all,
Sister Rose