My Journey to the MTC

I was set apart to be a missionary on Feb. 4th by Pres. Gordon Tanner.  All but one of my children were there and some of my grandchildren.  I can honestly say, it was one of the greatest highlights of my life!  The spirit of the Holy Ghost was so strong.  Each of my children were given a few minutes to give me some parting advice.  The advice is treasured and the expressions of love and support touched me deeply.  It continues to warm my heart with joy!  Pres. Tanner is such a great and inspired leader.  He was truly guided in the blessing he gave, and knew of my concerns and needs to be a successful missionary.  My memory of that precious hour is priceless!  My "send-off" at church on Sunday was also beautiful!  I am surrounded by such sweet friends in the ward and their well wishes will hold precious memories in my heart.

Made the road trip to Idaho and Utah along with my dear friend Ann Venn, who has been amazing to give her time to me and travel all the way to Dallas TX!  I will always be grateful for her love and sacrifice.  I'm now in Idaho visiting with my 96 year old mother in law, cousins, and brother.  Then on to Utah to visit my grandsons before I enter the MTC on Monday Feb. 11th.

I would like to close this first entry by sharing, again, my testimony of the church and the Savior Jesus Christ.  As I look back over all my years, even while I was a small child; I remember feeling the spirit of the Holy Ghost in my life testifying to me of Heavenly Father and the Savior.  That feeling has never left me in all these years and has continually been a strength to me.  My favorite scripture has been a guidance to me in every aspect of my life.  "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all ways acknowledge Him and he shall direct thy paths."  Proverbs 3: 5-6

I'm amazed at all the sacrifices made by my ancestors and the prophets so I could be born into "The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints".  As I read and study the scriptures, I realize that the men and women who left us that precious history were people with feelings and challenges much like our own.  They were called to be apostles and prophets.  Many of the people they taught listened and were accepting of the teachings of the gospel, and they also became teachers.  They suffered and died, for what they knew was true.  My ancestors did the same.  They heard the message through the Prophet Joseph Smith and had the courage to listen.  They were ridiculed by many for their beliefs, yet they continued on so it could be had for our generation.  I'm so humbled by the blessings I have because of them, and only hope I can be an "Instrument in the Saviors hand" just as they were.  My life has continually been touched and guided by priesthood leaders, and the many angels at my side.

"Oh, that I can be worthy of such love and devotion!"