Hi everyone! :)
As you all know, during my last week in Kingston, after much prayer, I decided to leave all my boxing equipment there—except for some weighted gloves that Smitty gave me.
I didn’t know what to expect after that. I still feel a strong desire to pursue boxing when I get home, and I don’t feel like God was telling me not to. He was just saying, “Trust Me.” So I did, and this transfer has been filled with blessings. It wasn’t a miracle with a direct, obvious correlation, but I know I was blessed for my sacrifice.
The first miracle was running with Paul. It helps keep my mind and body healthy, and it gives me the chance to minister to the one. Running during the mission isn’t easy, you have to convince your companion to spend time running with you or just watching you. So being able to teach Paul while we run has been a huge blessing.
The second miracle: I learned that the Church does kickboxing every Wednesday. You can imagine how happy I was to hear that. I gave up something I loved, and God returned something even better. The ward member who hosts it is a high-level kickboxer. Even though this is exactly what I’ve been looking for, I was still hesitant, because after I left my heavy bag, I also promised God I wouldn’t use His time to train. But this member, who’s in the bishopric, told me that 10–15 non-members come every week! It’s a perfect opportunity to use my talents to meet people where they are. I’m so excited.
God really does bless me as I follow Him. Seeking the Holy Ghost is the most important decision in my life, and nothing will ever come before that.
I love you all :)
Elder Hixon
