Talmage Mission

Good Morning! It's amazing how a wonderful start to the week can fall apart so quickly. After a wonderful Monday passes, Tuesday brings the news of my flight date . . . on May 10th.  To perhaps better understand the impact this had in my mind, I'll draw on a very recent experience of mine.  Imagine for a minute that one of your baby buffalo had slipped through the fence. There it is, standing outside the barbed wire, likely confused why the fence moved. So you talk to it reasonably. You love this buffalo, and you know that he'll do what you want if you gently coerce him back to the gate. Then he'll be safely contained, and you'll be happy knowing everything worked out just how you wanted.  This buffalo, #111, has different plans. After you try to tell him what he should do and guide him to the gate, he decides he's had enough. He turns and runs into the forest, leaving you behind and abandoning the fence you'd built just for him. You have worked hard on this

Good Morning! It is time to celebrate, I'm officially being reinstated to the Utah, St. George Mission! I received the news last week Monday, but as I was having difficulties with my email I held off on announcing this. Another part of me was hoping to get my flight info reasonably soon after, but my Mission President is working with the Missionary Travel Department to organize a few more details. I'll throw something on Facebook when I have my plane tickets.  In retrospect, I'm glad I sent that email on Sunday. One day I'll look back and see what it was like waiting for my reinstatement, and contrast that experience to how I felt after finally receiving that good news.  I was waiting a long time for my reinstatement, and I'm still waiting for flight plans now. I've been waiting for almost four months to return to St. George. It is easy to ask God, why am I waiting? What purpose could he have for my delay? My mission has ultimately been delayed for a host of rea

Good Morning! In a previous email, titled "My Two Year Calling", I mentioned sensing a figurative light at the end of my tunnel. It has been over two months since then, and that light is closer than ever before. I am still awaiting word from the mission office on my return. I've prayed about it every night, so I know that as long as I keep strengthening myself, I'll return to the Utah, St. George Mission on God's timetable.  I'd hoped to fill this email with the excitement of returning to my mission. Yet, that news isn't here yet. You'll notice I'm sending this on a Sunday. This is because my missionary email account access will be removed tonight. I'm not sure how this next week will work out, but my Stake President and I hope to be contacted soon, in which case I'll do what I need to keep everyone aware of what's happening.  Even though I feel that I know patience, God has definitely tested that capacity these past three weeks. Nevert

Good Morning! This past weekend was General Conference, where we spent 8-10 hours listening to the Prophet and Apostles speak to the world. The messages they shared were amazing, you could learn something from every single talk. I took a lot of notes throughout the four sessions, and received answers to my heartfelt questions. It was very uplifting to learn more about Christ from every speaker. One of the themes throughout the conference was a question; how can we strengthen our belief in Jesus Christ? There were many routes offered by the speakers, but a similar question crossed my mind. It's easy to say "I believe," but does that belief always translate to action? Earlier this week while driving along the highway, I pondered over an interesting scenario. If the Prophet were to show up outside my house and tell me to do something outrageous, like move to Kansas or something, would I have the faith to do as he asked? We believe the Prophet is the mouthpiece for Jesus Chri