As I was sitting through my sister's missionary themed Sacrament meeting a couple of Sundays ago, I was kind of feeling a little bit sad about never having the opportunity to serve a mission myself. Instead, I married my best friend about five months after he came home from his mission. And seeing how we are the same age, a mission for me was out.
My thoughts have continued to chew on this. And someday when we are all grown up with silver hairs sprouting up all over our heads we are going to serve a mission together. I'm so excited for that because I will always get to be with my favorite companion!
But as for right now, we have a whole life ahead of us to live together. And I thought my mission would have to wait. But I realized I have been called to a different mission...
I am hereby called to serve as a mother. I am assigned to labor in my home. It is anticipated that I will serve for not only a period of 18 years but for all eternity.
I should plan to report to the hospital on or around June 23, 2012. I should prepare to preach the gospel in the English language.
My purpose is to invite Baby Bunny "...to come unto Christ by helping [him] receive the restored gospel through faith in Jesus Christ and His Atonement, repentance, baptism, receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost, and enduring to the end...."
"The Lord will reward you for the goodness of your life. Greater blessings and more happiness than you have yet experienced await you as you humbly and prayerfully serve the Lord in this labor of love among His children. We place our confidence in you and pray that the Lord will help you become an effective [mommy]."
I have been called to a mission! The most sacred and honored position and one that I have been preparing for and anticipating my whole life. And I'm ready to serve!
(Quotes and ideas were taken from my sister's mission call. This post is in no way intended to make fun of or degrade her or any missionary's sacred calling.)