Endless Tender Mercies and Blessings

 The next 5 months were full of good experiences yet full of hardships. I was talking to my Stake President and he mentioned I should become a temple worker at the Logan Utah Temple. I was speechless, because it was the norm that the temple workers would be elderly people who are retired. Who am I as a 23 year old to be a temple worker? I prayed about it and I said yes. It was the best time. I learned of who I really am and what I am capable of. 

I also got to assist the Sister Missionaries at USU. Queue another tender mercy. I knocked on their apartment door and opened the door. I saw Sister McMillan who I knew from my days at MTC. What a blessing. By getting to know these missionaries and working with them, it has helped me have the desire to go back out to San Diego and do everything I can to get my health better. Every time I thought of giving up, I had the biggest pit feeling. I knew my missionary work wasn't over. Being able to spend time with one of my first companions who was done with her mission was a gift in itself.

Fast forward to late April and early May, I got to go back to San Diego. I was so excited. Being reunited with my Mission President and his wife, one of my previous mission companions and other missionaries felt like heaven. Truly. Pure joy. I was put into another trio in Chula Vista.

There was where I felt myself. I got to teach multiple people and witness another baptism. It was such a great experience. 




As time went on, I felt my illess coming back. This time is was not only attacking me mentally, but physically. I knew my days were numbered as a missionary...again. I knew I had to call my Mission President. I resisted for as long as I can. I was in the car and Sister Bishop was there with me. She was starting to get teary-eyed. I grabbed her hand trying to comfort her. My Mission President said, "Sister Greathouse, now I know why I have been having a hard time trying to figure out where to put you for the next transfer." I was to go home again. I was heartbroken, but I felt immense amount of love from the missionaries around me. One thing I will never forget Sister Clayton (my Mission President's wife) said to me. "Sister Greathouse, you are a returned missionary just like everyone else."




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