Friday, August 27, 2010

Opening The Call







































































August 16th 6:30 pm

It's now 6:30 and we have a house full of people waiting for us to open the letter. Norm opened the envelope and gave it to me to read. I started reading and glanced ahead to where we were assigned and stopped. I couldn't believe what I just saw. We have been assigned to the Russia Moscow West Welfare Humanitarian Branch Office and we are to report to the Provo MTC on December 6th. We were in shock! Never, in our wildest dreams, did we even consider Russia. I just started shaking and could barely finish reading the letter. Everyone erupted in cheers and we shared hugs all around. WOW!!!!! RUSSIA!!!!!! We don't know a thing about Russia.

Shanda was on the phone and was skyping with Milo so I talked to her for a minute. We got hugs and congratulations from all the kids, mom and Bob and many others. Tina walked in one minute late so I read the letter again to her and we shared a hug and a few tears. I called President Hatch on the phone to tell him and he was a little speechless. We looked at the map and found where Russia is and Dick and Cheri Adams, who went to Russia on their first mission, showed us where they served. That was the beginning of story after story of people who have either been to Russia or know someone who has been there. Of all the stories, we have never heard anything negative about the Country or the people. By the end of the evening we were in complete agreement that Russia is where the Lord wants us to be - and we're ready to go!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Our Mission Call

To our family and friends;

We've decided that this blog site will be the best way to communicate with all of you without having to repeat everything over and over. I'm just learning about blogs, so I'm starting now and will practice until we leave. Hopefully this will be informative and fun to follow while we are gone.

Just as a little preview, Norm and I have been married for seven years, this week, and we have talked about going on a mission from the very beginning. We finally decided that the best time for us to go is now, while Eddie is gone on his mission, and while we are still young and pretty healthy. We started getting our paperwork and medical things taken care of as soon as Eddie left, not realizing that older people take a LOT longer to get ready to go than the young kids do. (After you have a heart attack it takes a lot to prove that you're healthy enough to go out of the country and serve for 18 months.) After we finally got all our paper work turned in we thought it would only take a few weeks to get our call. Oh No! Old people take 6-8 weeks. Why did we not know that? Everyday I would check the mailbox and - nothing. That was a tortuous wait. We had the stake clerk check online everyday to see if our status had changed from "to be assigned" to "letter sent". Finally, after six weeks, the letter was sent. So on Wednesday, August 18th, we sat by our mailbox and waited for the mail lady to bring our letter. We got the letter (see the pictures) , took the envelope in the house, sat it on counter and waited until 6:30 that night for everyone to be with us when we opened it. We learned a lot about patience during this whole process and the wait was worth it.