Glossing over the harsh realities of Latter-day Saint missionary life creates a distorted, romanticized image for those preparing for the two-year religious rite of passage.
It’s not easy to put into words the complexity of a two-year LDS mission. I couldn’t imagine myself invited to report about my time in the field, also in Japan, and delivering a tell-all account. And I didn’t.
Five decades later I continue to process my experience. I believe that I have resolved most of the issues, but not all. In a nutshell, it was both heaven and hell, and yet I wouldn’t go back and trade the experience for any other. God (as I understand Him) was present every step of the way, and in retrospect I’m glad I was not spared the arduous and frequently painful process of persevering to the end.
You’re courageous to share your candid thoughts here. Know that others have had similar experiences.
It’s not easy to put into words the complexity of a two-year LDS mission. I couldn’t imagine myself invited to report about my time in the field, also in Japan, and delivering a tell-all account. And I didn’t.
Five decades later I continue to process my experience. I believe that I have resolved most of the issues, but not all. In a nutshell, it was both heaven and hell, and yet I wouldn’t go back and trade the experience for any other. God (as I understand Him) was present every step of the way, and in retrospect I’m glad I was not spared the arduous and frequently painful process of persevering to the end.
You’re courageous to share your candid thoughts here. Know that others have had similar experiences.
So true. My anxiety disorder started on my mission. So much suffering could be alleviated with better resources for emotional health for missionaries.
As a missionary who also served in Japan, I find this very relatable. As a mom of a 17yo boy, I find it thought-provoking. Thank you for your words.