I have a hard time not thinking of myself as a missionary
when I read the scriptures, even though I’ve been home for a year and a half
now. And up until recently, it’s been
hard for me to remember to study the scriptures on a regular basis. It seems like life has been busy and getting
in the way. Thankfully, I’m engaged to a
wonderful young woman, who recently returned from serving her own mission, who
is more than willing to help me with anything.
Choosing someone to marry was an interesting process for
me. I remember being in the mission
field and, while trying not to worry too much about it and focus on the work at
hand, pondering the enormity of the decision that was in my future. I realized that while the choice was mine to
make, and that Heavenly Father would probably provide many opportunities for me
to make a correct choice, I was still afraid to make a wrong choice. I suppose I felt like the Ethiopian eunuch
who said, “How can I, except some man should guide me?” (Acts 8:31) This fear led
me on an adventure of many interesting first dates, without much else
following.
Then spring term came and I took the Marriage & Family
course offered here. I felt so
enlightened, and somewhat foolish, since the things I was supposed to be doing
to receive the help I wanted were staring me in the face the whole time. Quote after quote and scripture after
scripture began to resonate with me and lead me to actions that I would never
have thought of before. I guess it was
less like action, and more like a change in my thinking. Like Saul, immediately there fell from [my]
eyes as it had been scales: and [I] received sight forthwith, and arose.” (Acts
9:18)
I began to see the little pieces of revelation and
inspiration that Heavenly Father had been sending me all along. Of course, there were times, especially
leading up to my proposal, where I second-guessed myself, and the things I had
been receiving. Like Peter, I doubted
that I was interpreting what I was receiving correctly. (Acts 10:17) But I thank the Lord for His patience with me
as promptings were confirmed multiple times, and I knew that this was what I
was supposed to be doing, and that Hayley was the person I was supposed to be
marrying.
She is a lucky woman, and she is lucky to have found you. I am so proud of you, can't wait to see you, plural. Not a plural marriage, lol.
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