I went to EFY this week. It was pretty rad.
Because Im a fulltime missionary, they asked my companion and I to come and speak about why we chose to serve, and why Christ is so important in our lives.
Ive been out for like, basically a year. I remember why I chose to serve a mission: Cuz everyone else was doing it. I always sang "I hope they call me on a mission." I never understood what a mission was until I was thrown into the middle of Africa and told to cry with those who cry and sing with those who sing. I never understood the love I could have for others. I was following the crowd, bt the crowd was following Christ.
Im so grateful for this year of tears, sweat, A LOT MORE SWEAT, and sometiems a little bit of blood. But most importantly, I am so grateful for Christ and all that He has done for me. I know that Chirst was a real man that came into this world to die for the sinners. And I know He was ressurrected on the 3rd day, and that He lives! Ive never seen Him. But the Holy Ghost was all like, "Its true." And who am I to deny the Holy Ghost?!Because Im a fulltime missionary, they asked my companion and I to come and speak about why we chose to serve, and why Christ is so important in our lives.
Ive been out for like, basically a year. I remember why I chose to serve a mission: Cuz everyone else was doing it. I always sang "I hope they call me on a mission." I never understood what a mission was until I was thrown into the middle of Africa and told to cry with those who cry and sing with those who sing. I never understood the love I could have for others. I was following the crowd, bt the crowd was following Christ.
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