Called to the Hawaii Honolulu Mission

Called to the Hawaii Honolulu Mission

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Aloha, Ohana!!!!

Aloha, Ohana!!!!
This last week has been a roller-coaster trying to adjust back into the VC. I just totally reflected on my mission so far and I can't believe how blessed I've been. I would have never guessed how hard my mission would have been, the people I would have met, and the lessons I would have learned. Some lessons have to be RE-learned too hahaha
I just feel so peaceful and grateful for the opportunity He gave me to serve here. Among these people. I know it's not over yet, but that's just how I've been feeling. 
Visitors' Center is a hard place to be. Sometimes I just feel like an unpaid tour guide hahaha so we ALL have to re-discover our purpose continually. But because of that battle I've had my whole mission, it has become a habit to FIGHT the battle. And I hope to be re-committing myself to Him my whole life!
This last week I've really been praying to discover my purpose again and I finally found it again. One night we were tracting and it was thundering and nobody was home. We didn't know what else to do and it was almost time to head home, but I felt so strongly that it wasn't time to give up yet. We said a prayer on the side of the road, and felt impressed to head the opposite direction of our house. I was thinking of a student house that we could visit, when suddenly we walked by a house that I hadn't been to since last November. I never served in their ward but my companion, Sister D, was very close with them and we went over a couple times for dinner and to say goodbye when she finished her mission. I remember the dad was super sick at that time, and just felt SO STRONGLY that we needed to go visit RIGHT THEN. My legs carried me towards the house while everything inside my head told me I was being dumb to visit them -- they weren't even in our area!! We walked up the stairs and knocked and they answered the door and I just said that we felt like we needed to come and didn't know why. At first I don't think they remembered me, but as we were there and started talking to the mom I knew right away why we had come. Her husband had passed away last DECEMBER, right after my companion had left and we had stopped visiting. She had had a really hard day and was really missing him. I strongly felt His spirit there with us, as well as our Savior's. We were able to be there and comfort her, and I left knowing that I had followed a prompting from Heavenly Father. And those are the best feelings in life. 
Follow a prompting today!
Sister Willardson

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