Still Making Moments

Wow. It's been a whole 18 months since I've written, and it's been 18 months that have changed my life. I absolutely LOVE my mission. The Washington Tacoma mission is truly sacred ground. I say "love" in the present, not the past tense, because my time as a missionary is still living, it's something that I'm still learning and growing from. Serving as a full-time missionary was a wonderful time of growth and becoming, and I learned a lot of lessons. The real test though is for me to apply those lessons in a world full of distractions and big choices. I don't want to ever stop loving my mission because I want to be continually taught by my experiences there. Today was one such example.

"Moments are the molecules that make up eternity" --Neil L. Anderson

The most priceless memories of my time in the WA-TAC are those moments when I felt the Spirit bear witness to my heart that Heavenly Father was aware of me and that He loved me. Times when I would feel such powerful love for someone after just meeting them. Feeling the Spirit confirm my witness as I bore testimony of the Restoration. Being astounded by the beauty that was all around me. Being enabled at times when I was sure that I wasn't going to be able to do something that I had been asked to do. Laughing to the point of tears at something funny my companion did. Seeing the Lord answer my prayers in very real and direct ways.

After church today, I was contemplating the direction of my life, what goals I want to set for myself. For a moment, I wondered why I couldn't continue to be a missionary, why I had to be home to continue to learn and grow. And, just as it so often does, the Holy Ghost whispered, "because you are still making moments here."

Since I took off my black missionary nametag, Heavenly Father has not ceased to be aware of me. He hasn't stopped loving me. The truth of the matter is, He NEVER stops being aware of or loving any of us. As we live worthy and desirous of the Holy Ghost's guidance in our lives, we can always receive witnesses of our Father's love. I know that "moments" never have to end, that God's love is real, and that we are always being watched over and guided. When we focus on the eternally significant things, and lift up our eye to the blessings that the Father is showering upon us, we start to see our lives through a different lens, one of clarity. This clear lens wipes away the hours, the days, the calendars, and the wristwatches, and reveals a world made up of molecules of divine tender mercies.

So, this week, it's my focus to make a life full of moments, not just minutes and hours. How about you?