There is nothing quite as eye-opening as an adventure across the United States. There's nothing like a long night on a heated, rock-hard bus floor, throwing rocks into the beautiful Mississippi river and deep talks about God at 2 am while struggling to stay awake.
There's nothing like seeing fireflies for the first time and feeling awe at how magical life is,
but most of all, there's nothing like spiritual growth that fills you up so quickly that it's almost as if God flipped the light switch.
From May 28th to June 2nd I had the chance to travel across 6 states with 34 other people. I went on a Church History Tour courtesy of BYU-Idaho and it was one of the most eye-opening weeks of my life.
Here's some exerts from my journal about this life-changing journey.
"We've driven through Wyoming, Nebraska, Missouri and next we'll go to Illinois. Getting off the bus in Missouri yesterday, the air was warm and warm rain cascaded around us. I am in love with this place. I am purposely leaving a piece of my heart here so that I can come back for it someday."
STOP #1- LIBERTY JAIL
Liberty, Missouri
"Before seeing the jail, all 35 of us on this trip sat in a room while a curly-haired sister missionary talked to us about it's historical and spiritual significance. For four months our amazing, wonderful prophet Joseph Smith and four other men were trapped in the cold, stinking basement of Liberty Jail. They called it a "temple jail", because Joseph was able to turn such a rancid place into a temple. In the jail he received D&C 121, 122 and 123 (all BEAUTIFUL chapters). As we sat, we talked about how we can always have God with us. It was like a window opened up in my soul as I thought about my life. The wall of the jail-stone and wood- was 4 feet wide. Joseph had to endure a physical barrier and we often spiritual barriers, but it is necessary to remember that we can always break through them."
STOP #2 - ADAM-ONDI-AHMEN
Daviess County, Missouri

"The spirit in this place was so incredibly strong.
We had 20 minutes to be alone / explore / study scriptures. It took everything I had not to run across the fields into the trees and start exploring. Instead, I sat down and opened up my scriptures.
"Someday the saints will gather here. This is Zion." was all I could think over and over again. It was in this beautiful, glorious field in the middle of Missouri that I felt like Christ could have walked out and called to me I wouldn't have been surprised. I felt so close to him.
I want to indulge in the gospel I want to wake up thinking of Christ-I want to go to sleep thinking of Christ and I want every moment in between to be full of his love. There's so much more I need to learn and experience and because of that I was able to close my eyes and turn around and walk back into the world of unknown future opposition. But I took a piece of Zion with me. I don't know what I have to give to this world, but I want to share it. I want to do what he wants me to do.
And I will.
Until next time, Missouri. I'll be back."
STOP #3 - CARTHAGE JAIL
Carthage, Illinois
"This place effected me more than I ever thought it ever could. We stood in the very room next to the very window where Joseph Smith was martyred. Surrounded by the love of beautiful sister missionaries, we gathered to hear the story. In Joseph's last hours, he requested of his friend to sing "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief". 38 of us packed into this small room and listened as our fellow traveler, Gregory, sang that song for us. The sacrifice of Joseph Smith was not described as sad because of his death, but it is celebrated because we have been blessed with something worth dying for! When the song finished we sat in peace for a few minutes. I prayed and asked God what he wanted me to learn in that moment and he answered; If Joseph Smith can die for this gospel, then you can live for it."
STOP #4 - ENTERING NAUVOO
Nauvoo, Illinois

"Nothing beats the feeling of a dream coming true. My dreams came true when I entered Nauvoo. It was like going home at the same time. It was like receiving a hug from Christ The temple was so beautiful; it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Every thing about Nauvoo feels warm and happy. Tonight we did something called "The Trail of Hope". I could have called it the "Trail of Humility", though. I had a hard time getting rid of my pride in Nauvoo. It was a process. It took me the entire trip to get rid of the intricate, sturdy walls I had subconsciously put up inside of myself to "keep the spirit out". The trail of hope is on Parley Street in Historical Nauvoo. A dozen young performing missionaries were spread throughout the path, acting as pioneers and sharing stories from the saints. Each stop humbled me more and more. I felt the spirit the entire time, but at the beginning it was unstable I prayed as we walked in between people, always questioning what I could be doing better. By the time we reached the Mississippi river, I felt truly humbled.

Our group began to dwindle away and I found myself left with my new friend Travis. It filled my soul to talk to someone who loves Christ as much as him. We walked down the middle of the street-the air was warm and rainy. We talked about the gospel for a good hour before reaching the temple.
You know when you are sitting around a campfire in the summer in a forest with the stars above you and there's not a care in your mind and everyone just stares at the flames -- captivated? That's how I felt looking at the temple. That night was warm, carefree and happy."
STOP #4 - INDEPENDENCE ROCK
Alcova, Wyoming
The history behind this rock is incredible. In 1830, the pioneers were trekking across the country to find their new home. This rock, 136 ft high and over a mile wide, stood as a sign of hope for the saints. Being here really brought my testimony to life. The saints of 1830 carved their names in the stone. I could see them and run my fingers through the grooves that their knives had created.
The view from the top was inspiring. Sitting at the top I felt as if I was a pioneer myself, looking towards the west and seeing HOPE. Because for the first time in their lives, the saints were free of persecution.
They were free from mobs and hate.
They were almost to Zion.
If they could make it, I can too.
I am so grateful for this experience. There's still so much I didn't talk about, but these were the highlights for me.
What an incredible life I am living. :-)
xoxo,
Hallie Jo