Idaho Falls Temple - February 2013 |
About three years ago, I went
through the Idaho Falls temple for my endowment, in preparation for my mission.
About a week ago, I had the opportunity to do an endowment session there for
the first time since. It was kind of an interesting experience for me to
realize that and look back on the past three years.
Three years ago, February 2010, I
was waiting
for my mission call. Because of my autism, my call got delayed… and
delayed… and delayed. Garrett will attest to the fact that I didn’t handle that
waiting period very well. Looking back, I recognize that that was my first real
recollection of experiencing depression. After receiving
my mission call, I assumed that was the end of it. I had my call and all
would be well. Fast-forward about six months to September 2010 and I was home
from my mission.
Getting off the plane - September 2010 |
Coming home from Calgary three
months after I started was one of the hardest things I’ve done… it was harder
than the first time, I’d say. In my opinion, the lack of confidence and
self-esteem I felt was manifest in my schoolwork. Some of the simplest
assignments seemed to test my abilities and try my patience. In my mind, it was
a miracle that I managed a B average that semester. In that time, I started medication
to help with my depression and anxiety, but even so it wasn’t until part way
through the summer that I seemed to find something that worked. And honestly I
think part of what worked was being able to go back to Toronto, visit the
people I’d served there, and find closure, knowing I had made a difference in three months
there.
With Fuman, one of my converts - July 2012 |
Even after feeling that closure,
I think I still felt down about my position of being an “early RM”. Until
something unexpected happened… literally a day after I posted about what it means
to be an RM… that was when I was reading in Voice(s) of
Hope for the first time. It was then, in the first few lines, that I felt
the prompting to start
all of this. Two months later, after much prayer and seeking revelation, I did
start writing about my SSA. In the time since, I have been blessed to have had
miracle SSA
Missionary experiences with Steve, Alex, and
several others. Just yesterday in fact a girl from one of my old wards (let’s call her
Libby) told me about her SSA.
Still, at the same time I’m
working to find balance, understanding, and healing for myself. I try to do my
best to look forward toward better
things, but at the same time I still carry scars of
my past. During all of that, I am struggling to find the right balance
between expressing
love and being firm in my beliefs. All the time, I still have episodes of
shame and hurt around all of what has happened in the past three years.
I guess here’s the bottom line
(and it’s something I’m still trying to internalize, even as I share it): Jesus
Christ the Savior is why any of this matters. He helped me find closure with
what happened in Toronto and He helped me find a new way to do missionary work.
As I always say, it is through Him and His Atonement that it gets better.
Idaho Falls Temple - April 2010 |