The Decision to Serve

June 20th 2014: A Feeling you can’t let go of

I was sitting in the Draper Temple, watching the sun sink down through the painted glass windows, when I felt the spirit so strongly. In a deep and sure voice, I heard “Go on a Mission.” I’d been praying for some specific answers regarding my major, marriage, and my living situation. A mission hadn’t been on my mind at all, and I wasn’t sure I heard it right.

The thought never did go away, and here I am. I”m submitting my papers to the bishop.

and just a little hint. My parents have absolutely no idea.  Actually no one really does, besides a few friends. I’m not trying to be mean or secretive, I just want my parents to focus solely on my brother leaving, he’s really excited, and I want this to be a big deal for him. Also, I want to be able to make this decision over and over again, without any outside pressures.

I’m a sucker for peer pressure. One time in fifth grade I literally ran into the brick wall because all of my friends were doing it and egging me on.

I believe a mission is less about where you are going, and more about what you’re going to do once you get there.  I love the huge gatherings, the large spreading of the spirit being felt at the letter openings of missionaries, I love that people get to share their testimony and the beauty of the choice of going on a mission with all those they know and love. A lot of people get to feel the spirit that day due to a missionary opening his letter and them being invited.

& that is great.

But I’m not like that. I want my mission call to be a sacred experience shared with my family and my closest friends. I want this to be between me, The Lord, and my Family.

In case you can’t tell what it is, It’s a screen shot of my papers, SUBMITTED. 

July 14th 2014 ” I have given you an example…” 


My little brother, Drake, is the best example. He constantly tries to do his best as he prepares to serve the people of Chile.  I love him so much, and as he prepares to leave on July 29th the spirit only grows  more within him. I love this brother mine, and what a great example he is to not only me, but everyone he comes in contact with. I think Heavenly Father knew Drake and I needed to be brother and sister, we get along so well and always have an absolute blast together. I love you Drake.


July 23rd 2014 – Miracles & Blessings

Going on a mission is a really easy choice.  um no. that is lie, especially for girls who are starting to pick up speed in school, girls who have fantastic boyfriends, girls who have sweet jobs.

“No unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing;… the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent-”

Not even Katherine Puzey from Lehi, Utah.

I’ve received so many little blessings, so many little tender mercies that have helped me know that this is right. As I wait for my papers to get pushed though, I go back and forth over in my mind, but when I’m about to fall asleep, I know what is right.

August 7th 2014: “I hope they call me on a mission…”

At the end of the day, I knew that I wanted to follow The Lord, even if it means leaving a adorable family, a amazing boyfriend, and my two closest friends. I’m not exactly sure all of the reasons I’m going, but I do know this. Heavenly Father knows, He understands why I’ll need this, who I can impact, and how this will help me for years to come.

I didn’t know that I wanted to go on a mission until decided not to go.

I started my papers almost 2 years ago, and realized I was going for the wrong reasons, I had a desire to travel, not to serve. I’m so glad I realized that before I submitted them. I was able to stay another year in school, serve on the LDS Institute Council at Utah Valley University and grow with a group of people who changed my life. I was able to attend a new singles ward and fall in love with the people (especially my sweet relief society sisters) and that’s where my love for the gospel grew and made me realize that the time was right for me to serve a mission. I may have been stubborn at first, but I chose to follow The Lord, and go. The plan and the timing are right, and I know that I want to do this.

The Lord loves all of his children, and He has a plan for each and every one of us, and He’s watching over you. Always. If you ever need to remember that, just pray. He is waiting to hear from you.

I’m so nervous and excited and sad and happy, but over-all I feel ready. READY. I’m ready to go wherever, immerse myself in the gospel, love the people, and bring them to Christ.

August 14th 2014: Dear Sister Puzey…

Well, the day and the call have came. I told my parents and they didn’t believe it, but its very real my friends, very real indeed.

“Dear Sister Puzey,

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the ITALY ROME mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 18 months.

You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on Wednesday October 29, 2014. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Italian language. ”

The rest of letter is beautiful. It talks about the blessings and commandments of being a missionary, and I know that we always get more from The Lord than we could ever give to him. I’m so incredibly excited, humbled, and most of all grateful to have this opportunity.

Earlier this summer, I applied for a job to teach English in Italy, and now I understand why I did not get the job. I’ve had an unhealthy love for Italy for as long as I can remember. I can’t believe I’m actually going on a mission there.   The Lord wanted me there to preach, and to serve, in His own time.

Out of all the places, I wanted to go to Italy. I came to terms with NOT going here, and I agreed that if needed, I could learn to kill big spiders, or eat chicken hearts or be an hour away from my parents. The day before I opened my call I just felt as peace with letting things happen, knowing that I wasn’t going to travel, I was going to serve. serve with a purpose of  preaching the gospel.

When I gave The Lord control over my life, He gave me a life I never knew was possible. 



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