
I don't know why exactly I'm posting this, I guess mainly for my own benefit and happiness :) Anyway, if any of you know my family, it's a pretty good size-I have 1 sister and 6 brothers. We definitely aren't a perfect family but we love being together (I hope I can say that for all of us - ha ha). Out of those 6 brothers, there has only been 1 brother who has served an LDS mission. Not all of them have gone in the direction of the faith that we have been brought up in, but regardless, I love to death. My sister also served a mission and that was one of the hardest times of my life when I couldn't just call her up and talk to her and get her advice for a hard time in my life that I was going through. For me, a person serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints is called of God, following the commandments, obedient, and basically serving the Lord in love. It is not only a blessing for the person serving, but also for family and friends. I have seen miracles happen in my life because of my siblings choosing to serve a mission. Now, my brother who is younger than me, has been out for over 2 months. Yes, definitely a greenie, but I cannot express how happy, joyful, blessed, grateful, for him choosing to make this decision. It hasn't been an easy road for him and he's gone out later than the regular 19-year olds, but his whole heart is in it. I have no doubt in my mind that he is out for the right reason, HE wants to serve the Lord. I think one of the greatest and precious moments of my life was when Clay and I got to go to the Temple with him, my parents, and my sister and her husband. We were late for the session but did other work, but when we met in a room, his face was just beaming with the Love of our Savior, Jesus Christ and never have I felt so close to my family than being in the Temple. A couple weeks after I gave a lesson in Relief Society about the Temple, the Bishop's wife had mentioned that they were just able to be together with all their children in the Temple for the first time. I pray and hope all the time that there will be a day that I can be in the Temple with all my family enjoying those blessings. But with another brother going through the Temple...that just gave me another glimpse of hope and faith that it is possible-with God, all things are possible. I have seen a complete 180 change with Jake preparing for his mission and cannot express how thankful I am for the gospel of Jesus Christ. It is perfect. None of us are, but with this fullness of truth, we can become perfect like Him through Him. I know of this. I love missionaries. I don't even have to know them personally but I know the sacrifices they're making and the blessings they're receiving for themselves and their families. Let us all be missionaries!!!
Here's my brother with his Mission President and his wife. He's serving in the New York New York south Spanish speaking mission.

