Three years ago today, I dropped these two cute missionaries off at the MTC in Provo. It seems like they have been gone a lot longer than that, but I wouldn't trade this experience for anything. Not only have they blessed the lives of many in Alaska, and Vanuatu, but their lives have changed as well.
Their testimonies have been strengthened as they study the gospel each day, preparing spiritually to bring others it's message. Some they teach aren't quite ready to hear the message, and others have accepted the message and been baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. They will always remember and cherish the spiritual experiences they have had with these investigators.
Both have expressed that they have never been so happy. They have experience trials, sometimes down-right hard days, but have worked through them, forgotten about themselves, and concentrated on serving the Lord. It is truly when we are in the service of our Heavenly Father, that we are the happiest.
Many people think that 18 months or 2 years is such a long time to be without your children. While I miss them like crazy, and it does seem long, I may have a different perspective than others. When you have experienced the departure of a loved one for the rest of your earthly life, 18 months or 2 years with emails, letters, and a few phone calls doesn't sound so bad.
I love them so much, and am so proud of them.
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