Bonnie is frustrated with my new countdown to our mission. She hates countdowns. When I tell her it is 63 days, she freaks out. She would rather I say we have two months, not how many days, since two months "SOUND" like a longer amount of time. So I guess I should say we have slightly more than two months.
Yesterday the bishop sat with us and told us that the mission is a time to leave worldly cares behind including money concerns. I told him how my family would help us, and he said leave everything else stored away in our mind, don't let any earthly cares bother us and go and serve. It was comforting knowing that I have a generous family, as well as a visionary bishop who will take care of our financial concerns.
We continue to find more people who know about our mission. They have been there, done that, and we will spend some of the "two months" visiting them, finding out more about where we are going. So many either have been missionaries there, or are currently. There must be thousands of missionaries there.
Bonnie said her first prayer today for breakfast. It was slow, chopped up, and questioning for appropriate words, but it was wonderful. I mean we got our call Thursday, and on Monday morning she is praying. She is committed to learn Spanish and has started with a strong push to learn.
I am reading the BOM to her in Spanish to get her ear adjusted to the sounding, and the pronunciation of the language. She is a very receptive, motivated student, I am proud of her.
We have almost decided to sell my Subaru. Hate to do it, since I love them so much, but no need to have one sitting here for eighteen months.
So much to do, but we are making lists, as said before.
There isn't very often during every day that we don't talk about going, what we have to do, the response of others about our call. It is a joy, and will become stronger and stronger as time goes on. Bishop said that the next two years would be the most happy, spiritual of our whole life as we serve together as missionaries.
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