My reaction to my call

So I have had a lot of people ask me what my reaction was upon receiving my mission call. I think people wonder this mainly because of the fact that I am going to Salt Lake City. One girl told me sorry that I was going there, and if she had been called to Salt Lake, she would have cried. Well I've been thinking about it, and if someone would be unwilling to serve somewhere just because it is close to home, then they aren't serving for the right reasons. Serving a mission is not about seeing a new country or new culture. It is about leaving the Ninety and nine and finding the One lost sheep. Yes Salt Lake is close to home, and yes it is known for its large Mormon population, but there are still lost sheep there and they have every much of a need to be found as those in Europe or South America. That is what I am doing on my mission. Finding and bringing home the One lost sheep.

So what was my reaction when I read my mission call? It was this:

Am I excited? Yes. I am excited to share the gospel that I love with my neighbors. I am excited to learn Spanish. I am excited to share the Plan of Salvation. I am excited to the serve the Lord, and I am excited that the Lord has a plan for me and it includes the people of Salt Lake.

Well this is a short post, but here are some pictures of when I opened my mission call.

Baby Enoch is not camera shy. He loves getting his picture taken. So cute!

Friends and family waiting anxiously for me to open my mission call

Not the greatest picture of me, but here is me preparing to open my call.

Me with baby Enoch. He really thought the cameras should be on him and did not complain when I let him be in this picture with me.

My cousin Samantha and my Aunt Teresa on the phone with my cousin Kristin, narrating my every move as I open my mission call.