This is my life. From a custodian at the Provo MTC to a full-time missionary in Washington Federal Way .

Friday, March 15, 2013
Something New
I'm not sure why really, but I felt it was about time for me to get a blog. Whether for my own benefit, or the benefit of others, I hope it comes in handy. Let's start off with a little explanation. Bleaching to Preaching? What's that? You see, I'm a freshman attending Brigham Young University in Provo Utah. Originally from southern California, this was quite the change (mainly referring to the weather). Anywho, if you are LDS you know of the recent missionary age change from 19 to 18 for young men and 21 to 19 for young women. If not LDS, missionary age requirements for the LDS church were lowered. It was then I realized wow, I need to save some money if I want to serve! That is where the bleaching comes in. Late November 2012, I was hired to work facilities staff at the Provo MTC (specifically in 18M). From 6:00-10:00 AM I'm walking the halls, cleaning the stalls, and doing whatever else. Custodian by morning, student by day... dead by night. Really, it's worked out really well and has given me the chance to have a backstage pass of the life of a missionary in the MTC. Looking at those pictures on the wall. THAT is the best part. Seeing the enormous, beaming smiles coming from those investigators and converts next to two Sisters or Elders who share the same smile. Brazil, Peru, South Korea, Massachusetts, Romania. They are all the same. Not characteristically speaking, but spiritually. They are each smiling a smile of true joy and happiness that comes through understanding the gospel and following Christ's example. As you can see, this is where the preaching comes into play. I submitted my missionary papers last week. This means in one week (if all goes accordingly) I will be recieving the letter that tells me where I am to serve for 18 months, when I report, and which language I will be speaking. It hasn't hit me, but it's slowly becoming real. I always said "Ohhhh! Learning a new language would be so awesome!" and as the time approaches I am becoming more and more scared that I might ACTUALLY be speaking another language. Either way, be it English or another language... it will be the language that is right for me. It is currently 11:11 (I would say make a wish, but chances are you won't be reading this at 11:11) and I need to get ready for my classes. Well, until we meet again I guess?
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