March Fo(u)rth

 Dear friends, family, & foes, 

(Just kidding about the last one, it should really be, dear my mom’s facebook friends & family)

Yesterday was march 4th. A date I thoroughly enjoy. No other day (that i know of) is a command like that. I certainly feel like it was a good mantra for my last 24 hours. March forth.

Yesterday we found out transfer news. I leave Fayetteville tomorrow. This was not the expected result but we all expected me to stay and take over the area. That's alright though. I have completed my training. Here are some things I have learned so far. 

1 John 4:18

“There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.”

Charity, that perfect love, really does cast out fear. Talking to people is so scarrrry. For me. But it's a lot easier when I feel genuine love for the people I am approaching.

Being a missionary isn't a normal calling. I don't do normal and natural things because my call as a missionary is not normal and natural. My message is not normal and natural. It's excellent and extraordinary. Heavenly Father can do excellent and extraordinary things through someone small and simple like me.

Heavenly Father values the title of Father. He loves his children. He is our literal Father and he is so proud of us.

You gotta do your part for miracles. Miracles follow faith, a big part of faith is action. 

Perfectionism will ruin your life if you let it.  Let good enough be good enough. (I'm still learning this one.)

March forth. Keep going. If it takes you longer to reach a goal you can absolutely still work towards that goal. 

Gelato is pretty good. 

My companion is probably the person I have the opportunity to serve the most as a missionary. Even if we don't get to help a lot of people I get to help her.

Every attribute of the Savior helped him prepare for and go through with his suffering in Gethsemane and death on the cross. Every attribute helped him be perfect to help each one of us.

I gotta wrap it up. It's p-day. And today that P stands for packing. 

Love ya'll! 

Still holding to the rod, 

Sister Owens

No summary today because I'm both lazy and stressed.