Final Thoughts at the MTC

The spirit of this place is incredible. I used to think I was a pretty spiritual man, but I’ve learned a whole new level of coming closer to my Savior here. The truth of the gospel oozes out of its foundations, fills the air that I breathe, and shines on the faces of the missionaries around me. The truth here is as solid and undeniable as a granite wall. This is a place where it is possible to make fast friends in a very short time and feel sorrow at their departure. It is a place where every meeting invokes stronger feelings than the last.

Today at fast and testimony meeting, I heard the beautiful and heartfelt witnesses of young missionaries from Russia, China, Brazil, the Philippines, Texas, and Spain. Though they all spoke with different accents, they had the same voice, my Savior’s voice, testifying to my soul. The MTC has inspired a desire to share the blessings and joy I feel in my own life with others.

Tomorrow we make the last leg of our journey. It will begin by entering a shuttle at 5:30 am and end more than eight hours later when we arrive in our mission in Mexico, Mexico City, Chalco.