Where has the last 20 years gone? 20 years ago today, I walked through the doors of the MTC to begin my mission. I remember being a little early so I sat down, pulled out a notebook and recorded some thoughts and feelings. Having said my goodbyes at the airport in Sacramento, I was able to just observe the interactions of the other missionaries with their families. It was interesting to see just how scared some of them looked while others seemed excited. I was a little of both. But most importantly, I remember feeling the gravity of the calling I had accepted as well as the peace that comes from answering the Lord's call.
In less than three years, I will be on the other side of the equation. I will be doing the sending. I am anxious for my children to experience the joys of selfless service. I look forward to experiencing their growth with them along the way. As rough and tumble as my boys can be, they are all stellar young men who are and will be an asset to the Lord's work.
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Speaking of how time flies... When we moved in to the ward, I was called as the 11-year-old Scout Leader.
Today I helped a new priest bless the Sacrament for the first time. He was the first of my 11-year-old scouts to become a priest. It was weird! I can't believe we've already been in our ward for five years. -Jess
I remember when you left on your mission too. Mom and Dad were a mess, and I was too. I was sure my big brother would never be the same...:( I was devestated, BUT sure enough, you came home in rare form! ;)
It will certainly be weird to have a son leave on a mission. Geoff turns 11 today and I'm already shocked that he'll be the one passing the sacrament next year! Time has definitely flown by, and it seems to be going faster and faster as I get older.
I can't believe it's been 20 years since you left for your mission. I do remember the day very clearly and how stoic I tried to be as we tried to calm all the other sobbing kids. You were the first to leave and it was heart wrenching although it was what we had planned for 19 years.
I was so proud of you that day - I continue to be proud of you.
I am excited for you to have the opportunity of having a son go on a mission. Having watched your boys, I'm sure they will make fantastic missionaries!
I sill think it is so different to have been in Maine in the same stake all the time (if I understand it right.).
Thanks for being willing to go and setting the path for five other boys, too.
Remember, Kay, that that last line is for you!
Dad Clark
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