Final Farewells in the MTC

[Finally, we reach the last email. The update officially for this week. As it is short and sweet, I will not butt in much this time. I’ll just let Caytee and her Franglish speak for herself (probably because all this editing makes me tired).]

Donc, I leave the MTC on Monday. It is really bittersweet, but I'm really glad I get this opportunity to send a quick email out tonight. Today has been full of goodbyes and pep talks.

I just want to let y'all know why I am on a mission. Today we had a lot of time to reflect on everything we have learned here. We wrote down our motivations, and what kind of missionary we want to be in the field.

It start with le circle d'amour. Our desks are in a U shape. They put one chair in the middle and then we went around and said something we loved about that person. The last person we said something about was Christ. I realized at that moment when I "embraced the gift" (if you haven't seen the new #sharegoodness video watch it now). In high school, when I had nothing else—when I didn't have a close friend I could talk to—I found the gospel. I found the love that my Savior had for me, and I realized I am never alone.

In the MTC, Satan attacked me. He was telling me that what I felt in high school was just loneliness that I was compensating for, that I didn't have my own testimony. Satan is real guys, and when you are striving to do his work, he attacks harder. I talked to my teacher about it, and he told me that I am going through this so that I can help someone with similar struggles and so when someone tries to tear me down and make me doubt my beliefs I will be strong. I know now more than ever to DOUBT YOUR DOUBTS BEFORE YOU DOUBT YOUR FAITH. I am on a mission to save a soul from feeling alone. I am going to France to bring them the joy of the gospel. L'evangile a changé ma vie. I have grown so much in the last two weeks. Missionary work is powerful. The message that we have—eternal families, a loving Heavenly Father who can number and name all His children, and a gospel restored—Is UNIQUE. It changes lives. It has changed mine, and it can change someone else's.

One of the biggest things that has hit me hard today are my motivations. I want to share a few real fast. My first motivation is all the people I never shared the gospel with in high school. I hope this slaps you in the face like it did me. THIS WORK IS NOT JUST FOR MISSIONARIES. I wish I had done more. I have so many regrets from seeing how this gospel really does changes lives. So, please, if not for me for the Lord, pray sincerely for someone who needs the gospel and then AGIR. ACT. My other motivation is y'all. My family and friends. I love you all and want to make you proud. I am ridiculously excited to be in France this next week.

J'ai très hâte a servir les gens en France. Je sais que l'evangile peut changer nos vies. Je sais que l'eglise est vrait. J'aime mon saveur. Je sais que Jesus-Christ est mort pour nos peches. Il est mort pour tout le monde. Il vous aime. Je vous aime. Le livre de mormon est le parole de Dieu.

VOUS ETES LES MEILLEURES!!!!!!

[Basically, I am too tired to try and figure out what any of that French is. Plus, I am trying not to wreck the spirit of this email. Listen to my sister, and then listen to the warm feelings that come when you read this, and be inspired. This Church is true. It is based in love and charity and hope. It is a beautiful thing.

Until next week!

If you have any questions, feel free to contact any of the Chisholms. You can also turn to any Mormon in your area, especially those Mormon missionaries. They’re always willing and happy to help.]