Bittersweet

Sister Richardson's Super Split Seconds

Pretty standard week around here! We have transfers this week, and I pray Sister Wallin and I stay together! The odds don't look great, but come what may, I know it will be for our good.

This week was a week of love! We were able to visit and serve so many people who needed some love. We may not see numerical success every day, but I know we are successful in God's eyes because my head hits the pillow every night, and I feel nothing but peace about the work we put in.

I'm at the point in my mission where, anytime someone asks how long I've been out, they respond with something like, "Oh shoot, so you're almost done. How does it feel?"

The only word I've been able to come up with is bittersweet.

It feels like just yesterday that I was sitting in my kitchen, scraping together my first round of split seconds—feeling excited but also so incredibly scared for the journey ahead. Here we are, almost 18 months later, and I'm just in awe. I truly can't believe how much I've changed, how far the Savior has carried me, and all that I've been able to achieve through Him. I'm obviously beyond excited to give my family a big squeeze and see all of your lovely faces, but leaving VA is definitely going to be harder than I ever could have imagined when I started this whole journey. It's simply bittersweet.

This past week, I was reading in the Book of Mormon. One specific verse struck me. Alma 15:16 reads:

"Amulek, having forsaken all his gold, and silver, and his precious things, which were in the land of Ammonihah, for the word of God, he being rejected by those who were once his friends and also by his father and his kindred."

There's a long backstory to this verse, but you don't even need to know it to understand this:

Amulek gave up everything, and he did so for God.

I pray that I can lead a life like Amulek.

Xoxo,

Sister Richardson