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Mission Prep: Teaching with the Missionaries

Guest post by Sister Meaghan Nisse, blogger at >Missionary Meggie<. She has been called to serve in the West Virginia Charleston Mission.


So, I am kinda having a mini fangirl moment right now, seeing as how I adore Dain's blog, One Year Six Months Forever.


AND NOW I'M GUEST POSTING ON HERE.

AHEM. I mean, uh, this is cool. I guess.

Haha, okay I'm done with my lame jokes. Let's get down to business. (Before the Huns arrive.)

Dain gave me free reign to write about whatever I wanted that falls under the umbrella of mission prep. So, I decided to write about what I believe has been the best preparation for me before I head out to the distant and foreign land that the natives call 'West Virginia'.

Let's start at the beginning of my grand tale.

The Blessings of Being Called to Serve

Guest Post by Sister Meg Redner, blogger at >A Peculiar Girl<. She has recently been called to serve in the California San Fernando Mission.


A few nights ago, Dain asked me if I'd like to guest post here at OYSMF, and suggested I talk about my worries before I received my call. I thought about it, and realized that I had a few things I thought might be helpful to others in the same boat. This is a bit of a long story, but hopefully it will help someone.

A little about me – I was raised in the Methodist church until I was baptized in Connecticut when I was ten years old. My dad was a lay minister in the Methodist church while we lived in southern Pennsylvania (he didn't do it as his job, but he worked with the congregation the same ways that the pastor did and was a leader of the men in the church), and all of my extended family on his side identified with different denominations: my grandmother is Baptist, my papa is Methodist, my uncle and his family are Pentecostals (my uncle is also a minister), and my dad's twin brother doesn't talk about what he believes at all, short of expressing thanks to God for getting him out of Iraq alive during Desert Storm.

My mom's family isn't super religious either – they don't talk about it much at all. My stepmom's family is much the same.

Guest Post, RM Style



So do you remember that one time I told you the story about how I went out tracting with the sisters in my ward the day after Christmas?

Remember how I mentioned a certain Sister Maybin, who returned home from her mission in January?

Yeah, well, I managed to convince Sister Maybin to write a guest post for you, just so you can see how awesome she is firsthand. Although she's not technically Sister Maybin anymore, having completed her one year and six months of labor, she's a forever sister now, and I will always look up to her as a missionary and as a disciple of Christ and an example of a righteous woman.

So, if you've been wanting some advice from an RM (which I want basically 24/7) I've got you covered.

Guest Post: Sister Dannee Clay

Well, ladies (and gents), this marks the end of Missionary March! Come next Monday, it will officially be April.

I don't know about you, but I've loved hearing from all of these sisters about missions and mission prep, and I think that, if y'all are willing to help, we can keep spotlighting sisters-in-training!

Are you ready for this?

MISSIONARY MONDAY!

(I know, the alliteration is killing you.)

I propose that we spotlight sisters, either in interviews or in guest posts, on Mondays until I leave on my mission! If you're interested in being spotlighted, contact me!

Now, on to Sister Clay!



Guest Post: Sister Katie Swenson




So, missionary work is a cool thing. I grew up in a house of five girls, so I always thought that the only mission stories I would really experience or hear would be from friends, my dad, and my future brother-in-laws and my future husband. It’s not that going on missions wasn’t encouraged in our home, I just always had this assumption that we would all grow up and get married and start families. CORRECTION. As the youngest, I will be the third daughter to put on that black nametag and be a representative of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! And I’m so excited! I can’t wait to have my own experiences and see first-hand how the gospel can bless the lives of so many.

Originally, I didn’t know if serving a mission was what Heavenly Father had in his plan for me. After President Monson made the announcement in October that sisters could go on missions at age 19, I knew that I needed to really pray and figure out for myself what I was supposed to do. I did a lot of scripture reading, read my patriarchal blessing, and talked to some good friends. At this point, I had this A-Ha! moment. 

 Before we came to this Earth, we did everything we could to prepare for the things that we would face in this life. The same should hold true now – in this earth we should be doing everything in our power to better prepare ourselves for the day that we will meet our Savior and our Heavenly Father. Wouldn’t this include a mission? I can’t think of any better way to grow closer to the Spirit and to gain a stronger testimony than to live the Gospel and bring it to the lives of others… 24/7 for a year and a half. We are so blessed to have the knowledge of the Gospel in our lives, and there are so many lives who are waiting for these same blessings!

When I got my call at the end of January, June seemed like a long way away. Still does, actually. But getting ready for a mission can seem like a daunting task! So many scriptures to read and know, lots of lessons in Preach My Gospel to be familiar with, crazy languages to try to get a grasp (even a small grasp… Bulgarian is hard… who knew) of, and lots of things to buy/renew/send in. And to make it all harder, Satan is right on your tail trying to get in the way of it all. It’s like he knows what a great influence you will be in spreading the Gospel and will do anything to prevent the furthering of the work. My advice:

1. Write in your journal about the moments you feel the Spirit and can feel Heavenly Father’s hand guiding your path towards missionary work.

2. When you’re having hard days or feel Satan trying to work on you, go back and read these entries in your journal! I have had several experiences where I went back and read in my journal about the very moment I knew that serving a mission was what I was supposed to do or the day that I opened my call. We need these reminders! That’s what journals are for.

3. Read the Book of Mormon! I know it’s been said lots, but there’s a reason for it. There is so much truth in that book! It’s impossible to memorize every scripture and know every little detail, but I know the more we study it, the better missionaries we will be! Every little bit counts. Not only should you read it, gain a testimony of it. Read it with the purpose to gain a testimony and draw closer to Christ and to learn how to be a better missionary.

4. Pray. Pray lots. One of the coolest/best pieces of advice I’ve gotten from my dad (a pretty knowledgeable guy when it comes to the church) about missionary work is that prayer is so important! He said that before he left on his mission, someone told him that he should get calluses on his knees from praying so much. He told me that he still remembers the day that he reached down, touched his knees and felt the calluses built up where he had knelt down to pray time and time again. Don’t ever forget the power of prayer in every situation.

We are so blessed to live in this time when the Gospel truly is flooding the Earth and the Gospel is growing faster than ever before. Thanks to social media, we can watch complete strangers opening their mission calls and read great blogs, such as this one, about missionary work that is going on throughout the world. But more than hearing my advice and reading this blog post about why I decided to serve a mission, I want people reading this to be able to feel the spirit and know of the testimony that I have. I want people to know that I know this church is true. I know that my Savior spent his life serving others and building up the Gospel, and ultimately giving his life so that I can return back to my Heavenly Father, washed free of all my sins and sorrows. I know that true happiness comes only through this true gospel. The only way to experience true joy is by coming to Christ and putting all trust in him. I know the Book of Mormon is true, brings peace and comfort, and answers my prayers. I know that Joseph Smith is a true prophet who restored the church so that we could have the fullness of the gospel again on this earth today. I know that we have a living prophet today who is constantly receiving revelation to Heavenly Father’s children here on this earth today. I am so grateful for the chance that I have to serve in Bulgaria. I know that this calling is of God. The Gospel’s true. I know it.


(Sister Swenson has been called to serve in the Sophia, Bulgaria mission.)

Guest Post: Sister Kaela Carter


>>Sister Carter's blog<<


I dreamed about opening my mission call from the very moment I decided to serve a mission. For some reason, I was extremely concerned about where I got called. There was one specific place I wanted to go, and people said that was a bad thing. Well, I didn't get called there and I still don't think it's a bad thing. But here is my experience of anticipating my mission call, because I think it is a unique one. And if not, then I guess it's good to know that I wasn't the only one who went through that anxiety mess.

My birthday is in July, meaning that it was going to take approximately forever for me to even be able to turn in my papers, and then leave. I'm like the most impatient person I know, so somewhere in the process of waiting for my call I decided that stuff like this is supposed to teach me how to be an extremely patient person. But that didn't change the fact that waiting for my call was PAINFUL.

Guest Post: Sister Deanna Nielsen



I can’t remember a time when I didn’t think it would be cool to serve a mission. Even while I was in Primary I always admired the Sisters who had served missions and thought it would great if I could serve one too. I’ll admit at the time I usually didn’t expect that I would; I thought I would live out every girl’s dream and get married quickly after graduation, but then my Junior year of High School came and I realized my perspective had changed.

Junior year was a particularly trying and amazing year, trying because of all the changes that had taken place in our FFA chapter + a Pre Calculus Math class I was struggling in, amazing, because despite all these things, or maybe BECAUSE of all these things, it was also full of spiritual experiences and growth. This was the year my friend & I received our Patriarchal Blessings. It was the year I had many conversations with the same friend about the gospel. She has never been particularly active in the church. Around the time she turned 8 her parents and she went to church a few times just so she could be baptized. From that time until she was about fourteen she only went twice a year. By eighth grade she was beginning to attend church, by herself, more regularly and attend Young Women activities. I don’t think she has really ever truly developed her own testimony, and by this year she was really struggling in the church. Time after time I bore my testimony to her and answered her questions; I tried to help her see the light and understand. I would even go to seminary with her during Lunch, since she wasn’t taking it that year. 

Guest Post: Sister Amanda Jacobsmeyer


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As soon as President Monson made the announcement of the mission age change, a black hole opened up in my stomach. My first thought was, “Oh no.” I knew it was an amazing thing that would affect the world so much, but for me personally I was just dreading having that major decision pushed to the top of my list. Honestly, I had never seriously considered serving a mission because I still had 2 years before I needed to think of that. I knew it at least warranted my consideration, so I spent about a week weighing the pros and cons and praying about it. But truthfully, I’m the kind of person that if I’m to the stage of weighing pros and cons, I have really already made my choice. 

Guest Post: Sister Ailee Olsen





I was away at college for the October conference. All of my roommates except one had gone home for conference, so there were just two of us there for the announcement. President Monson started talking about the age change for the guys, and I started bawling because I knew that he would change the girl’s age, too. It was a very emotional day for my roommate and I.

Sister Kelsie Hadlock


Sister Hadlock!


Guess what, guys? Sister Hadlock is really, officially a sister now! Yesterday, Sister Hadlock reported to the MTC before she heads off to her next one year and six months of awesomeness in the Perth, Australia mission! I took an excerpt from a post on her personal blog, Pocketful of Sunshine, titled "How it All Unfolded" with her permission right before she left.

It is so cool that, while Sister Hadlock spends her first twenty-four hours in the MTC, we can look back at her life and see how she got to where she is now.

Sister Crystal Cleveland


Sister Cleveland!


Okay, let me tell you something about Crystal Cleveland. Not only have I known her for forever (really, we were friends in the spirit world ;] ), but she's always been an inspiration to me of strength, leadership, hard work, and grace. She's classy and kind and, I'm sure, will be a super-fantastic-awesome missionary. 

We're both from New Jersey and both go to Southern Virginia University, and Crystal kills on the basketball court. Oh yeah, and we're both working on our mission papers right now!

Crystal answered a few of my questions and then wrote something of her own, which will be after the Q&A.