Monday, August 16, 2021

Sister Allen

My girl has a new title.

Last night she was set apart as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter-day Saints. She is officially a full-time representative of her Savior
and has left behind so very much, in order to serve Him and to share His love,
light, knowledge and gospel with her brothers and sisters that live on earth.

I'm so overwhelmed with her goodness, her faith, her purity and her
choices. It isn't that it isn't hard or scary or unknown or a lot to ask of a
nineteen-year-old young woman. But rather, her decision to have the
faith and trust in her God, in order to do it anyway, is enough.

We are so deeply proud of her. She has officially begun the HMTC
and it makes our home and life feel different. More beautiful,
more sacred, more worth the small sacrifices--resulting in more
of a closeness to God we are always desiring as His children.

Oh I'm so grateful for this incredible oldest daughter of ours.

My girl. My Annie. My Sister Allen.