Okay. Now I am MAD. Pissed even. (and I never say that word.)
Who do they think they are?! Tanner Clinic, you jerks. I finally decide what I need to do for the next 18 months of my life, and I'd REALLY like to prepare for it, and you decide to take you freakin' sweet time?!
Why am I mad? I just called my Bishop. He has not received my medical release forms. Tanner Clinic said they'd mail it on MONDAY!! That was four freakin' days ago. It should have gotten to my Bishop, and I could have had my call by next week. But no. Thanks for screwing that one over for me. I even gave you an envelope addressed to my Bishop. It was piece of cake!!!! You guys are lame.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
How Did I Get Here?
Well, Mom called Tanner Clinic yesterday to make sure they had sent my medical forms in the mail. They said they were going to do it that day. So the Bishop should be getting it in the mail today, and he will (hopefully) give them to the Stake President tonight. And my mission papers will be SENT IN!!! They review mission papers on Thursday, I could potentially have a call next Wednesday. Holy Toledo!
So, my question is... HOW DID I GET HERE?! It's kind of a surreal moment. Ever since I can remember. At least 16 years ago, I wanted to be 21. I wanted to serve a mission. (I lost focus there for a few months, but now I am back on track.) But I have still always wanted to serve. During the Christmas break last year, I was filling out my papers. It hadn't hit me then; what I was doing and how real and how close it was. Now that they are done, and almost on their way in... I look back on my life and continue to wonder how those last 16 years just flew on by. If 16 years went by quickly, I am going to blink and my 18 months as a missionary will over.
I was talking to a friend yesterday and I told her I have felt like I was 21 for a long time. And now that I am actually hitting that age (in three months) it doesn't feel any different to me. Weird? Yeah, I know. Sheesh, when did I grow up?
So, my question is... HOW DID I GET HERE?! It's kind of a surreal moment. Ever since I can remember. At least 16 years ago, I wanted to be 21. I wanted to serve a mission. (I lost focus there for a few months, but now I am back on track.) But I have still always wanted to serve. During the Christmas break last year, I was filling out my papers. It hadn't hit me then; what I was doing and how real and how close it was. Now that they are done, and almost on their way in... I look back on my life and continue to wonder how those last 16 years just flew on by. If 16 years went by quickly, I am going to blink and my 18 months as a missionary will over.
I was talking to a friend yesterday and I told her I have felt like I was 21 for a long time. And now that I am actually hitting that age (in three months) it doesn't feel any different to me. Weird? Yeah, I know. Sheesh, when did I grow up?
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Maybe Two Weeks?!
So yes, as my last post said, I have finished my mission papers. EXCELLENT!
I had my Bishop's interview and Stake President interview today. And I passed both of them. Yipee! haha (of course I would. I am not a problem child whatsoever!)
Now, all we are waiting on is my medical papers. Because I had my mission physical on Monday, and I had to come back on Wednesday for them to make sure the TB test was clear, and then the doctor was suppose to have sent them to my Bishop. Well, they didn't come in the mail Saturday. So I hope with all my heart it arrives in my Bishop's mailbox on Monday.
Stake President said I should have my call in two weeks. Whoa. Me. A missionary. In two weeks?! That is incredibly weird to think about. Let me tell you. Wow. (Can you tell I am a little freaked out?) Two short weeks. EEK!
I had my Bishop's interview and Stake President interview today. And I passed both of them. Yipee! haha (of course I would. I am not a problem child whatsoever!)
Now, all we are waiting on is my medical papers. Because I had my mission physical on Monday, and I had to come back on Wednesday for them to make sure the TB test was clear, and then the doctor was suppose to have sent them to my Bishop. Well, they didn't come in the mail Saturday. So I hope with all my heart it arrives in my Bishop's mailbox on Monday.
Stake President said I should have my call in two weeks. Whoa. Me. A missionary. In two weeks?! That is incredibly weird to think about. Let me tell you. Wow. (Can you tell I am a little freaked out?) Two short weeks. EEK!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
FINISHED!
YEP! I have finished my mission papers.
I have an interview with the Bishop on Sunday at 3. Hopefully I will be able to have an interview with my Stake President as well. Then they will be done for good and sent on in!
Hopefully by the middle or end of April, my call will be here. And I can go and serve the Lord and the people of whom I am called to serve for the next 18 months of my life. I couldn't be more excited. I am finally almost 21. I have been wanting this for as long as I can remember. Here I go!
I have an interview with the Bishop on Sunday at 3. Hopefully I will be able to have an interview with my Stake President as well. Then they will be done for good and sent on in!
Hopefully by the middle or end of April, my call will be here. And I can go and serve the Lord and the people of whom I am called to serve for the next 18 months of my life. I couldn't be more excited. I am finally almost 21. I have been wanting this for as long as I can remember. Here I go!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Spring Break Slump
So... I haven't written much (as you can tell). I kind of ran out of things to say. I have no feelings to blog about. That's usually when I write about something. When I have strong feelings about something. I guess I'm in the Spring Break slump.
I'm on spring break right now, and what a glorious time it is. Why? Because I have had the privlege of doing absolutely nothing. Yep. Nothing. I got home from school on Friday and my parents were in Israel/Egypt so I had the whole house to myself. No, I didn't throw an awesome party. I have no friends to throw it with. I'm a loser.
I went to the doctor on Monday to have my Mission Physical. I had to get my blood drawn, and let me tell you. The nurses at the Tanner Clinic are not nice at all. All the times I have donated blood, I have never gotten a bruise. Every time they have drawn blood at the Tanner Clinic... Bruises. MEAN! And it hurt for the rest of the day. Lame huh? And I had to get a shot to test if I had TB... No, I am glad to say I do not.
Because my parents were out of town, and I was home by myself. I was required to call my over-worrysome grandparents. My 91 year-old grandpa and 87 year-old grandma would talk my ear off for a half an hour each night. And, because they are so old (even though I love them to death) they would repeat the same questions over and over again. Every night, we would have the same conversation. Oh the joys of aging grandparents whose memories are failing them. Many times defending my career choice (teaching) because my grandmother thinks I should become a "typist"... Yes. Since no one in my generation knows how to type. Because typing is a much more rewarding career than changing a child's life. . .
Then I got to go pick up my parents from the airport. The entire drive home I got to hear all about their adventures in Israel and Egypt. We got home and they started pulling out all the souvenirs they had purchased, and I was looking through all the pictures they had taken. HOW JEALOUS WAS I?!?! Pyramids! The Sphinx! For real. My mother got to walk UNDER a pyramid. Oh man... Next time baby. Next time.
I'm on spring break right now, and what a glorious time it is. Why? Because I have had the privlege of doing absolutely nothing. Yep. Nothing. I got home from school on Friday and my parents were in Israel/Egypt so I had the whole house to myself. No, I didn't throw an awesome party. I have no friends to throw it with. I'm a loser.
I went to the doctor on Monday to have my Mission Physical. I had to get my blood drawn, and let me tell you. The nurses at the Tanner Clinic are not nice at all. All the times I have donated blood, I have never gotten a bruise. Every time they have drawn blood at the Tanner Clinic... Bruises. MEAN! And it hurt for the rest of the day. Lame huh? And I had to get a shot to test if I had TB... No, I am glad to say I do not.
Because my parents were out of town, and I was home by myself. I was required to call my over-worrysome grandparents. My 91 year-old grandpa and 87 year-old grandma would talk my ear off for a half an hour each night. And, because they are so old (even though I love them to death) they would repeat the same questions over and over again. Every night, we would have the same conversation. Oh the joys of aging grandparents whose memories are failing them. Many times defending my career choice (teaching) because my grandmother thinks I should become a "typist"... Yes. Since no one in my generation knows how to type. Because typing is a much more rewarding career than changing a child's life. . .
Then I got to go pick up my parents from the airport. The entire drive home I got to hear all about their adventures in Israel and Egypt. We got home and they started pulling out all the souvenirs they had purchased, and I was looking through all the pictures they had taken. HOW JEALOUS WAS I?!?! Pyramids! The Sphinx! For real. My mother got to walk UNDER a pyramid. Oh man... Next time baby. Next time.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
"You Can't See it, but You Can Feel It"
Tonight I watched A Walk to Remember. That's not really the important part, but there was one part in it that struck me. Jamie was talking about God and believing in Him. She combared it to the wind. You can't see it, but you can feel it.
That is how the Spirit works too. You can't see it, but you can definitely feel it.
"The more I study the universe, the more I believe in a Higher Being" --Albert Einstein. Smartest man in the world, and he believes in a Higher Being. Why is it so hard for people to believe in something they can't see? You know the wind is there, but you can't see it... So why can't their be a loving Heavenly Father?
There is a loving Heavenly Father. I know that with every fiber of my being. He knows and loves me (and everyone else). I am grateful I know that. I hope you know that too.
That is how the Spirit works too. You can't see it, but you can definitely feel it.
"The more I study the universe, the more I believe in a Higher Being" --Albert Einstein. Smartest man in the world, and he believes in a Higher Being. Why is it so hard for people to believe in something they can't see? You know the wind is there, but you can't see it... So why can't their be a loving Heavenly Father?
There is a loving Heavenly Father. I know that with every fiber of my being. He knows and loves me (and everyone else). I am grateful I know that. I hope you know that too.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Let Us All Press On In Work of the Lord
I just got home from the CES Fireside with Elder L. Tom Perry. Let me just say... I love that man. He is seriously one of my favorite speakers, and he was absolutely wonderful tonight.
His challenge to us is to become the "Greatest Generation". Since he comes from the generation that the world has named the greatest generation, he thinks we (young adults) can do better.
He asked us to bring our friends back to Christianity, because so many people have strayed away from religion and have said, "I am spiritual, and that's good enough." We are to become the Greatest Generation by helping everyone come back to Christianity.
He gave us 4 ways to bring others to the Gospel.
1. Daily Prayer - It is to become natural. We are to communicate with our Heavenly Father more often and with more intent.
2. Daily Scripture Study - We are to encourage others to seek out the scriptures, for they truly bring happiness.
3. Temple Worthiness - Not only are we worthy to enter the temple, we are much better examples to those around us.
4. Daily Acts of Service - As King Benjamin said, "When ye are in the service of your fellowmen, we are only in the service of your God." Mosiah 2:17 Have Christlike service, that also brings true happiness.
I add my testimony with his, Jesus Christ lives. He died for us. Through Him, and only by Him can we repent and return to our Heavenly Father. May we always remember that.
His challenge to us is to become the "Greatest Generation". Since he comes from the generation that the world has named the greatest generation, he thinks we (young adults) can do better.
He asked us to bring our friends back to Christianity, because so many people have strayed away from religion and have said, "I am spiritual, and that's good enough." We are to become the Greatest Generation by helping everyone come back to Christianity.
He gave us 4 ways to bring others to the Gospel.
1. Daily Prayer - It is to become natural. We are to communicate with our Heavenly Father more often and with more intent.
2. Daily Scripture Study - We are to encourage others to seek out the scriptures, for they truly bring happiness.
3. Temple Worthiness - Not only are we worthy to enter the temple, we are much better examples to those around us.
4. Daily Acts of Service - As King Benjamin said, "When ye are in the service of your fellowmen, we are only in the service of your God." Mosiah 2:17 Have Christlike service, that also brings true happiness.
I add my testimony with his, Jesus Christ lives. He died for us. Through Him, and only by Him can we repent and return to our Heavenly Father. May we always remember that.
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