Ask and ye shall recieve

The interview was Tuesday; I went to the temple on Thursday.
I’d prayed for weeks but hadn’t received a definite answer. Today I would not only seek an answer, but I had every intention to find one.

Around 2, after all my classes, I went to the temple with Natalie and Janiece. I love the Rexburg Temple. It’s always full; people sitting in the chapel slowly moving up in line for the chance to be Saviors on Mount Zion. I love sitting and having that time in the temple to ponder; the peace I receive there is far beyond what I could feel in any other setting.
Usually while I sit in the chapel I pull out my scriptures and begin to read. Today was no exception. I started out with a prayer and asked, yet again, to know if serving a formal mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints was the mission my Heavenly Father wished me to serve. I opened my scriptures to where I’d left off the day before and began to read. Not a minute passed and I’d received the answer to my prayers.

Mosiah 3:4, “For the Lord hath heard thy prayers, and hath judged of thy righteousness, and hath sent me to declare unto thee that thou mayest rejoice; and that thou mayest declare unto they people, that they may also be filled with joy.”

Never before had I received such a straight forward answer through the scriptures. Every word of that scripture applied directly to me.

I know the scriptures, including the Book of Mormon, are the word of God. I know that through them my Father spoke, and continues to speak, to answer my prayers, to calm, comfort, lead and direct me. The Savior lives and He stands at the head of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints leading and directing His people today. He answered my prayers and I will go forward and do what I know to be His will. I can think of no greater happiness than that which comes through spreading the great Word of God. I can think of no greater joy than helping His children know of His gospel and seeing their lives become abundant with happiness; more happiness than they have ever known.

I'd found my answer: This gospel is true, it is real. I know it is, and I will spend the rest of my life declaring it.

I went back to the bishop the next week and let him know what I'd decided. He had everything ready for me to begin working on my papers.