I have decided to go join Mission in Mexico in Jerez, Zacatecas to do missionary work. I will be leaving in Mid-April and I am looking forward to this new chapter in my life.
Update: I really did not know what to write and that's why my first post is so short and just the facts. I don't know if I have a testimony yet about my decision to go down here. You'd think that it would be some sort of grand story about how I was riding a horse and a blinding light hit me.
I've been wanting to go down to help out the mission for a long time. It first entered my mind back in Sept 2005 when I went down for El Fuego. I had told Jerry I wanted to come down and help. Then I kept on getting promoted at work and I wanted to commit to work but 6 months ago it came into my head again. It was really about December of 2006 when I started getting serious about deciding whether or not I should do this. Work was going really well. I was an Assistant Manager and I was getting sent out on trips and I was committed and was definitely headed in the right direction.
But there was this nagging feeling that there was more important work to be done. And I don't know if there is any more important work than God's work. I always try to tell myself, when in doubt, chase after God. There was one day after I had talked to Jerry, who is my cousin-in-law and the missionary in Mexico, about the mission and about what I would be doing there and their plans, that was very inspiring. After that talk I was almost certain that I wanted to commit to the mission but of course there were many hurdles.
This story that I had told Jerry still sticks in my mind today. I was driving to somewhere and on the 10 in downtown, stuck in traffic of course, a truck was in front of me to the right. When it passed by me, I noticed a huge sticker on the back that said Zacatecas on it. And the previous 2 days I had been praying about what I should do and I felt like that was a sign. I'll be the first to admit that I am skeptical about signs. You can turn anything into a sign and misconstrue anythign as God talking to you. But I felt that that was geniuine despite my rational mind trying to convince myself that it was merely a coincidence.
Time passed and I guess in a split moment something clicked and that was that. I said, I'm going to do it. No blinding light (maybe a bumper sticker). Just something clicks that says, let's do it. Now a month after that decision, I'm ready to go. I hope everything will work out well. If it doesn't, it's ok because it's something that I just have to do to find out where I'm supposed to be. I guess that WAS a testimony. =)
