Well, as we entered church today, Bonnie talked to the bishop while I was setting up chairs for our large ward. She said he said..... He said that he had called church headquarters and asked them what is up? What is the delay?
They replied the rote statement, "Things take time in the church." He pursued it a bit and once again they said that all was done and our stake president should be getting our papers, "Soon". Then he will call us in to check on our worthiness. Then he would "push the bottom" and they would get them, then who knows how long it will take them to assign us a mission, a place.
Remember, soon can mean about 80 years in the Book of Mormon. At least they know about us, and know we want to serve a mission. At least we are not lost and everyone wondering who we are. At least we ARE in the system and one day may receive that envelope in the mail telling us we are called to a mission. At least....
So, we continue to wait and see.
Yes, it was a wonderful mother's day, and Bonnie enjoyed it. It was pleasing to know that all our sons honored our daughters in fine fashion. They are all so grateful for the method our daughters are nurturing our grand children just as we are.
My youngest daughter made Bonnie's favorite meal, Lasagna. I watched her eat it, sacrificed my desires for it and let her eat my portion. No I just do not appreciate the ins and outs, the taste, the cheese, the noodles, the country of lasagna. I hope we are not sent to that country, my wife would be in Heaven and I would be put into another position to learn lessons such as patience. Yes, I know, I will go where called, but I do not have to be totally happy with the food we will eat there.
My daughter in law says I am a picky eater, and I surely am. But perhaps this mission will teach me to eat more of what is put in front of me, rather than be so picky. More lessons and more miracles coming our way.
We start another week of floating, waiting and anticipating. I am getting good at that, -- NOT!
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