Tuesday, November 13, 2012

On My Way to the MTC

***May 23, 2004 JOURNAL: Last Night Here

***May 25, 2004 JOURNAL:From San Francisco
          I didn't cry at the airport.  I thought I would, but I guess because I didn't hug anyone, outside of my family, there was less of an emotional goodbye, or because I've been saying goodbye to people for the past two weeks.  I'm almost surprised at how alright I am, maybe it just hasn't "sunk-in"yet.
          Besides my own family, Greg Sessions and two others also came to see me off.  I have gained a great appreciation for Greg.  Especially for his spirit and his counsel.  When he told he some of his fears, I emailed him my favorite talk by Sheri Dew about seeing the "Big Finish."  He returned the favor of sorts at the airport.  He gave me a talk by Elder Packer (The Candle of the Lord) and a letter of counsel to never settle for less than I deserve.
          The plane is about to board and I'm still not excited, like I think should be.  I know I have work to do.  I know that work can and will only be accomplished with the help of and by the direction of the Lord.  I am ready to work.  I am ready to learn and to grow and to help those around me in anyway I can.  I am as ready as I will ever be.  I look forward to the experiences both good and bad that lay before me.  I know that the spirit of the Lord is with me and I am not afraid.  We'll see how long that lasts.

13 November 2012

I don't know if I was ever really excited to about getting to the MTC or even to the mission field.  I think determined might be a better word.  Besides, I had taught myself not to get excited over things, that way I don't get disappointed when things don't work out. ... What a sad outlook on life.  Now I get excited to anticipate many things.  Currently, I am super excited that next week is Thanksgiving.  Time to spend with my family, enjoying great food and remembering everything I have to be grateful for.  I am so excited for Black Friday I could bust!  When we drove past the Home Depot today I was already looking out for those refrigerated-Matson containers that would be holding the Christmas tree will soon be standing in our front room.  I've learned it's better to get excited and happy about things and life and face occasional disappointment then to always live in fear of disappointment.

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