0 - The Journey of No End

Hello for the last time from the Netherlands!

I can't believe that this is the last email that I will write as a missionary. It's been two years. 

Well, I will take this time to share my testimony one last time with all of you. 

I'm going to quote a part of Journey of No End, the musical program we did as the Singing Elders, but in my own words. 

What will I remember most when I look back at the stories of my mission? Will it be the district meetings, the doors, the zone P-days? No. It will be the love that I have felt. The love that I have both given and received. The love for the work. The love for the people. The love for the other missionaries. This is the love of God for all of His children. For each and every one of us. I felt His love these past two years, and I have a sure knowledge that His love will continue to help and support me for the rest of my life.  My story did not begin with the MTC (Missionary Training Center), and it does not end with Schiphol (Amsterdam airport), this has been but a chapter. Although this chapter in my story is now at a close, a new one begins. God's love will illuminate the way on our journey of no end. 

I am so grateful for the amazing experiences that I have had the past two years. Deep inside, I still haven't accepted that it's over. One day it will hit me. I'm sure it will be like waking from a dream. 

I know that God loves us. I know that I have been doing His work, and that despite my weaknesses and imperfections, He has molded me into a capable tool in His hands. He has changed me forever. I will never forget the lessons that I have learned here in the Belgium/Netherlands Mission.

I'll see you in a couple days!

Love,

Elder Bryan Müller 

Belgium Netherlands Mission

Sep. 2014 - Aug. 2016

Romans 8:35, 37

8:35: Who shall separate us from the love us Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

8:37: Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. 

P.S. If you want to know what I'm feeling, this song describes it pretty well. 

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
The night is falling
You have come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All Souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West