It's seems ridiculous for me to think
about how this will be the last letter home. It's been a wild ride the past two
years full of nothing but tender mercies, some more disguised than
others.
This past Wednesday in district meeting
we did an activity where we took a minute to list all of the different things
that we had sacrificed by choosing to serve a mission. As I was making my list
of personal sacrifices, I was slightly surprised by feeling an absolute absence
of any regret whatsoever. I expected my self to have a slight feeling of
longing for the things that I had sacrificed. I figured there would be at least
an ounce of wishing that I wouldn't have had to give these things up, but there
was none.
As I looked at my list of sacrifices I
realized that there was nothing there that I would have ever traded for the
experiences and the blessings that I've received from serving a mission.
Nothing that would come even close to the joy I've received from sharing the
Gospel with my brothers and sisters.
Sometimes, looking forward, the
decision to serve a mission seems hard, but in hindsight it's a no brainer. In
the end no one will ever regret choosing to serve the Lord.
I'm grateful for the grace and mercy of
Jesus Christ. Without His sacrifice none of us could ever be worthy, or able,
to be a part of this work. I'm grateful for the trust He places in the "weak
things of the world" to carry His gospel to the whole earth. There is no
place I would have rather been over the past years than serving in the Illinois
Chicago Mission. I will forever be filled with gratitude for the experiences
had, people met, and lessons learned over the past 2 years.
Thank you all so much for your prayers
and support!
-Elder Pond