Thursday, June 23, 2016

Waiting for a Call

Will and I are about to become really good friends with the mailman.

For the next few days, we will be eagerly anticipating his arrival, and waiting by the mailbox when we see his truck on our street.

Normally, I am not a fan of mail. Junk mail and bills are my usual fare. Ordinarily, there is really not much to look forward to in the mail, other than an occasional check or a card from Alisa.


Because Will is on the verge of receiving a mission call.

Take courage my soul, my baby boy will soon be flying the nest and off to serve the Lord for two years.

He has been working on all the necessary paper work and interviews for the past few months, and as of last Monday, his papers were officially submitted to the the church.  Last week at church, the bishop let us know that his official status was "awaiting assignment". Today, the bishop texted Will to let him know that his mission assignment has been made.

And suddenly, it became real. He is really going on a mission, and somebody somewhere knows where he is going and when he will be leaving. And within a week or so, we will know too.

It is all very exciting and nerve wracking and scary and fun. I'm so scared he will go to South America  AND I'm so scared that  he won't get out of the Intermountain West. I want him to go have an adventure and learn a language, AND I want him to be safe and warm and well fed. He wants to go to Japan. The bishop guessed Tallahassee, Florida, then said he has a 100% accuracy rate for guessing mission calls- he has been wrong 100% of the time. So we can probably safely rule out both Japan and Tallahassee. We just keep reminding ourselves that it's not where you serve that's important, it's who you serve.

Its all a done deal now. Now we just wait....

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