Monday, December 3, 2012
Many thanks to all of you who have emailed me thanking me for this blog. You have inspired me to get more serious about it and to be more consistent with my posts. I have TONS of stuff...information, ideas, experiences...and I want to share them with you in the hopes that your missionary sons and daughters will have amazing experiences as the serve the Lord. Please know that, although I haven't been able to answer you all individually, I am so grateful for your words! Thank you!
Posted by Nancy Murphy at 9:39 AM
Because I know now how tough that first night is, we have always written a letter or two (I usually write one and my husband writes one) to our departing missionary son and tuck them into his pocket as we say goodbye to him at the MTC. We were sending missionary sons off way back in the day when we all sat in a big room, watching Mormon Ads on the big screen in the front of us until the MTC President nonchalantly announced it was time for all the parents to leave. Our Stake President at the time called it the room "designed to tear your heart out." And that it was. Nowadays we simply pull up to the curb, let our child out of the car and with an extremely quick hug...say goodbye (faster but not necessarily less painful.) Just before my husband and I get back in the car, we tuck our letters in our son's shirt pocket, telling him to read them that night when he goes to bed. This is purposefully timed...that moment they are lying in bed seems to be the first moment that day that they have really had a chance to catch their breath and realize where they are. That is the time when our boys have usually been asking themselves, "What in the world am I doing here?" It has been a lonely moment for them--realizing that life is about to change drastically and not knowing exactly what to expect. We want the words in our letters to answer the questions we know they are asking ("You are serving the Lord...") and reassure him ("We are so proud of you...") and quiet his rapidly beating heart ("Every day will feel a little better...just hang on.") We never know at the time if reading our letters is making a difference or not. But when our boys return home to us two years later, they always mention those letters and how much they helped them through the feelings of homesickness that filled their eyes with tears that very first night.
I have had a lot of mothers say to me, "Oh my son won't be homesick...he is SO excited to leave." I am always tempted (yet somewhat reluctant) to tell those mothers the truth: everyone gets homesick! Everyone. Granted, there are those very few who don't notice their homesickness as much as others. And those who react to it differently. But in my experience--having sent 7 sons on missions, watching most of their friends serve, and being a mission mom to 700+ missionaries over a 3 year period of time--I can tell you without exception that I have never seen a missionary who does at some point feel homesick. They may express it in different ways, feel it at different times and admit it to differing degrees. But they are all the same in this department. And because of that, I want my boys to feel our love and support from the minute they walk into the MTC. Thus, the letters.
So what do we write in these letters? Encouragement. Support. Love. Think of all the possible things your child could be saying to himself that first night and write things in the letter that will combat them. A common theme seems to be, "What in the world was I thinking? Why am I even here?" We write things that will empower them and remind them exactly why they decided to serve a mission and how proud we are of them for that decision. We try to help them see the big picture ("You are going to change people's lives for good with the message of the Gospel of Jesus Christ--what an awesome feeling that is going to be!") Another thing that might come to their minds is: "This is going to be SO long...a year from today I will still be on my mission. YIKES!" So we write some practical advice like:"Just take one day at a time. Don't look too far ahead. Just look at the end of this week and say to yourself, 'I can do one week.' Or look just as far as tomorrow if you have to and say, 'I can do one day.'" This will help them see their mission in bite-sized pieces so they know they can handle this. It gives them confidence that they really can do this. Another thought that many of my boys have had is, "Everyone here is so much more prepared than I am. I can never be as good of a missionary as all of them will be!" I always mention in the letter that, yes, they might feel overwhelmed--and that is normal--but to not despair! They know more than they think they know and are more prepared than they give themselves credit for. (Send them the talk by Elder Uchtdorf called "You Know Enough" and the talk by Elder Maxwell entitled "Notwithstanding My Weakness." Both talks are really reassuring for those times when they are feeling inadequate.) When you write your letter to your missionary son, just think and pray about the things you need to say that will send him (or her) the message that every little thing is going to be alright. Because it is! They will get through that first night and all the rest to follow. They will serve wonderful missions. Tell them that YOU know that. It will give them the strength they need when they may not know that for themselves.
Posted by Nancy Murphy at 9:36 AM
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
"I recently recalled a historic meeting in Jerusalem about 17 years ago. It was regarding the lease for the land on which the Brigham Young University’s Jerusalem Center for Near Eastern Studies was later built. Before this lease could be signed, President Ezra Taft Benson and Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, then president of Brigham Young University, agreed with the Israeli government on behalf of the Church and the university not to proselyte in Israel. You might wonder why we agreed not to proselyte. We were required to do so in order to get the building permit to build that magnificent building which stands in the historic city of Jerusalem. To our knowledge the Church and BYU have scrupulously and honorably kept that non-proselyting commitment. After the lease had been signed, one of our friends insightfully remarked, 'Oh, we know that you are not going to proselyte, but what are you going to do about the light that is in their eyes?'"
This story shared by Elder James Faust is one of my very favorites. I told it so many times when my husband served as the Mission President in Boston, I think our missionaries knew it by heart. I still remember having a hard time--every time I said it-- making it through that last line without my voice breaking. The idea that these members of the Church in Israel were preaching the gospel without words--simply through the purity and goodness that shone forth from their eyes--is one of the sweetest things I have ever heard. And seeing that same light in the eyes of the missionaries was such a testimony building experience for me. Sitting on the stand at zone conferences, I always wished that every mother of every missionary there could have such an opportunity, to sit on the stand and look in their missionary child's face and see that light spoken of by Elder Faust. It was unmistakable. It was overwhelming. It was a purity and a power that comes from devotion to the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And it always moved me to tears.
Missions are hard. And that fact might just be the best kept secret in the Church. The days and weeks and months can be long and most missionaries are pushing through the experience with every bit of willpower they can muster--wanting so badly to be successful and complete the 2-year (or 18-month) assignment given to them. Honestly, I often wonder how they do it--where they get the strength to face the challenges of leaving their homes and families, entering a "missionary" world they know nothing about, and waking up every day being willing to pour all of their energy into this work. To face the things they face and to hang in there long enough to adjust to the challenges and then to experience such incredible personal growth--is nothing short of amazing. After watching six sons survive the experience of a mission and hundreds of missionaries who served with us in Boston do the same, I am convinced of one thing: it is that light--the light that burns in their hearts and shines forth from their eyes--that carries them through. Without it, serving a mission would be an impossible task. But with it, all things are possible.
Posted by Nancy Murphy at 4:45 PM