It was FINALLY here! But I still had to wait 2 hours to open it.
When the mailman (actually a lady...) drove away, I ran down the stairs. RAN...like the fastest I have ever run! I was shaking and excited and now that I think back on it, really surprised that I didn't fall down, crack my head open, and then die. Thank goodness that didn't happen!
I opened the mailbox and there it was! It was actually there. I pulled it out of the mailbox, screaming and jumping up and down! I took my first look at it! It was beautiful!
I saw the postage...$1.90 (supposedly postage of $1.90 implies foreign). I freaked out a little. Ok, A LOT! I couldn't believe that this moment was finally here!
I thought about where I would be going. I took some Spanish in high school, so I thought South America, maybe Spain. I could see myself going to a Visitor's Center, or in the United States, maybe speaking Spanish.
But I didn't know! I went back up to my apartment, made the appropriate calls and texts, and waited. While I waited, I made cookies. They were shaped like little worlds. While I waited, I cleaned the whole apartment. While I waited, I held the call. And just looked at it. (Is that weird??? maybe a little bit...)
Finally it was time to open the call. Or so I thought. Setting up the Skype, waiting for people to get off work, Making sure my parents could hear...Everything took longer than I wanted it too. I just wanted to open my call already!
Finally we started...We sang Called To Serve. We said a prayer. Many of the people that I loved and cared about and that love and care about me were there. My grandpa and a member of my bishopric said a few things. And then it was time for me to open my call.
I was shaking SO much! I could hardly use the letter opener. My aunt joked that I was going to rip my letter in half. I was shaking so much that it could've happened!
Sorry for the poor quality of the video...But anyways...
After I opened the call I hurried and put it under the packet so I couldn't read ahead. I began reading and this is what is said...
Dear Sister Ford,
You are hearby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Ukraine Kyiv Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 18 months.
You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, March 27th, 2013. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Russian language.
The Letter, signed by President Thomas S. Monson
UKRAINE!
I couldn't believe it! Never in a million years would I have guessed Ukraine! However when I read it and once the shock passed, I knew it was the right place for me! BUT I must say that I was a little shell-shocked for probably a week!
Something I love about mission calls is that it is like the ONLY time when the Lord sends you a letter, through his apostles and prophets, that tells you what to do and where to serve! He loves me and is sending me where I need to go! That is a huge blessing in my life!
Friends there to support me!
love Lonna and Kelsie!
Brother Perkins and His Wife both came
Grandma and Grandpa!
It was so great to have the support of everyone that came. I remember looking up and seeing more than one person crying. It was a really special moment for me.
How Book of Mormon, Ukraine, and my name look in Russian!
So...I know this post is a little delayed, BUT I really wanted a place where I could see that places where everyone guessed! (It's a lot of places)
I Bought
--A map of the United States
--A map of the World
--A 10 dollar Cold Stone Gift Card
--Orange Sticker Dots
And then I told everyone to guess 1 foreign place, and 1 stateside place! The winner (whoever guessed correctly) or I (if no one guessed correctly) would win the gift card! It was SO much fun to see where everyone thought I was going to go!
The Guesses
PersonStateside GuessForeign Guess
Colby H. Washington Belgium
Adam G. Temple Square Chile
DeAndra Oregon Canada
HD S. Massachusetts Italy
Jacob M. Michigan Australia
Susan B. Oregon Guatemala
Kristi F. Temple Square Brazil
Cameron W. Georgia Sweden
Stacia M. California Mexico
Kelsie C. South Carolina Spain
Danielle H. Ireland, England
Marlee M. Temple Square Venezuela
Celeste B. Ohio Brazil
Aaron E. Texas Chile
Issaka A. New Mexico Germany
Baylie M. Maryland Australia
Kaiser A. Washington Mexico
Amy E. Minnesota Sweden
Tydin J. Washington D.C. Romania
Erin B. Florida France
McKell S. Maine Peru
Tricia J Oregon Europe
Jenni (Mom) Alaska Tonga
Arlene (Grandma) Florida England
Sherry H. Baltimore, Maryland England
Parker F. Alabama China
Tyson F. Kentucky New Zealand
Zach F. Montana Brazil
Jim (Dad) North Dakota Spain
Kelli G. Chicago Denmark
Mallorie P. Indiana Norway
Lonna C. Oklahoma Korea
Pam J. Florida South Africa
Shannon F. Arkansas or Maine
Michael P. Idaho Ukraine, Germany
Anna F. New Zealand
Doug L. Iowa, Wisconsin Canada
Crystal H. Florida Japan
Blake L. Canada
Clarissa M. Mozambique
Liza S. Australia
Kianna G. Washington
Lindsea V. Texas Argentina
Barb G. Wisconsin Spain
Sharon G. Florida, Alaska England, Jamaica
Issac J. Maine Canada
Steve G. Florida Canada
Ann N. Japan
RaeAnne E. Oregon Australia
Bonner Y. Arizona
John P. Hong Kong, China
Jason H. Tulsa Oklahoma Argentina
Ashley H. New York Germany
Larry H. Los Angeles, California Chile
Rob C. Wisconsin France
Kate H. Tennessee Italy
Grandpa C. Brazil
Marissa E. West Virgina Brazil
Whitni E. New Mexico Paraguay
Nisa H. Nebraska Costa Rica
Judy C. Missouri Denmark
Lacey H. South Carolina Chile
Steve C. Alabama Zimbabwe
Lia F. Delaware Japan
Kyle F. Indiana Taiwan
Barrett C. Maine Ethiopia
Ethan C. Hawaii Panama
Kyle C. Idaho China
Courtney G. California Argentina
Keslee D. Louisiana Argentina
Staci S. Oregon Uruguay
Ashley S. North Dakota Brazil, Columbia
Ashley S.'s Dad Florida Brazil
Blaire P. Illinois Peru
Josie P. Virginia Honduras
Jacob F. Tennessee Canada
Tim G. Iowa Iceland
Carter G. Maine Algeria
Jake C. Boston Russia
Alyssa C. Tennessee Italy
Devin D. Indiana Poland
Tyler G. Maine Romania
Chad M. Washington Finland
Claire P. Ohio Germany
India S. New Hampshire
Grandma L. New Jersey Paris
Sam G. Kansas Spain
Julie F. Nevada Ireland
Grandpa L. Washington England
Sadie D. Ohio England
Spencer G. Florida England
Ashley S.'s Mom Australia
Sydney G. Hawaii China
Bro Dowd California Spain
Ben K. Indiana Mexico
Allyscha M. Illinois Nigeria
It was SO MUCH FUN to put everyone's guesses up! I loved wondering about where I would go! I would imagine what it would be like to serve in each place people said!
The world map with guesses on it!
Fun Facts About My Guesses
The most popular state was Florida, with 8 guesses (about 10% of the stateside guesses), followed closely by Washington (5), Maine (5) and Oregon (5).
About 80 percent of the United States were guessed at least once! States not guessed include Colorado, Mississippi, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, South Dakota, Vermont, and Wyoming!
96 people placed a guess of where I would go, and only 1 person won!
The most popular foreign guess was Brazil with 8 votes! Other popular foreign guesses included Argentina, Canada, Chile, England, and Spain.
I had guesses on 6 of the 7 continents (No one guessed Antarctica!)
M.A.S.H.
So...I have a slight confession to make. I really didn't want to make a guess myself. I didn't want to think so much about it and then be disappointed when I didn't go to where I thought I would. So here's what I did instead...
I printed out a list of EVERY MISSION and played a giant game of M.A.S.H.. You know, the game that you used to play when you were a teenage girl where you would write down boys, jobs, number of children, etc, and then pick a random number and go through, crossing out the results until their was only one left in each section. And then that was your "future life". I did that!
I only had two sections, FOREIGN MISSIONS, and STATESIDE MISSIONS.
It took FOREVER!! But it was so much fun!
MY RESULTS? Salt Lake City South and Nigeria! Those would of never in a million years be my guesses for myself!
So once everyone had guessed, it was time to open the call!!
So...after I turned in my papers (it took about 3 weeks between all the appointments-doctors, dentists, bishop, stake president, etc..). I was stuck to wait.
The average wait time is 2-3 weeks! That's a lot of time to think about where you will be called to serve! For me, it was kinda a stressful time.
This was the weekend that my brother came to visit! So luckily, he kept me pretty sane and busy! But it still didn't keep me from wondering where I was going the whole time!
I turned my papers in on a Tuesday night! That Friday, I went to have lunch with my grandma who works at the church office building. She was able to call one of her friends that works in the mission office and while I was there, I found out that my mission call had been assigned! That was a CRAZY moment for me. At that moment, people (although not me) knew where I had been assigned to serve! At that moment, I simply wanted to break into the area where they assigned mission calls and demand to find out where I was assigned. I was able to restrain myself, but it took the suspense to a whole new level!!
The picture I took after I found out my mission call was assigned! Do you think the snow was a little clue?!?!
You know how I mentioned above that the average wait time was 2-3 weeks? Well...my call had been assigned in 3 DAYS! That meant that I was going to get it in 1 WEEK, instead of 2-3! It was crazy fast!!
My brother left the following Tuesday and that afternoon I went to the Provo temple. I was very anxious and stressed. I was so worried about being disappointed or scared. I even had this irrational thought about me opening my call and it revealing that I had been denied the right to serve (How sad!). I knew deep down in my heart that the Lord would assign me to where I was needed, where my skills would best suited, where I could help others, and share the gospel but I was still nervous! When we got to the temple, there were TONS of people (The Provo temple always has a ton of people but this was the most I had EVER seen!). There were so many people there that instead of waiting in the chapel, watching baptisms and immediately changing, we waited in another separate room. While we waited, we sang hymns.
As I had gone to the temple, I had gone with a desire to feel peace and comfort, instead of the anxiety I had been feeling. As I waited, singing hymns, someone suggested that we sing hymn 270,
I'll Go Where You Want Me To Go.
Lyrics
It may not be on the mountain’s height,
Or over the stormy sea;
It may not be at the battle’s front,
My Lord will have need of me;
But if by a still, small voice He calls,
To paths that I do not know,
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in Thine,
I’ll go where You want me to go.
Refrain:
I’ll go where You want me to go, dear Lord,
O’er mountain, or plain, or sea;
I’ll say what You want me to say, dear Lord,
I’ll be what You want me to be.
Perhaps today there are loving words
Which Jesus would have me speak;
There may be now in the paths of sin,
Some wand’rer whom I should seek;
O Savior, if Thou wilt be my guide,
Though dark and rugged the way,
My voice shall echo Thy message sweet,
I’ll say what You want me to say.
There’s surely somewhere a lowly place,
In earth’s harvest fields so white,
Where I may labor through life’s short day,
For Jesus the Crucified;
So trusting my all to Thy tender care,
And knowing Thou lovest me,
I’ll do Thy will with a heart sincere,
I’ll be what You want me to be.
The words hit me so strong. I realized that
I WOULD go where the Lord wanted me to go,
I WOULD say what he prompted me to say,
I WOULD be what he wanted me to be!
That created such a peaceful feeling. I thought about where I was going to be called and instead of being anxious or nervous, I felt at peace. I especially loved the lyrics that talked about being called to a place that I didn't know. I knew that I could be called anywhere, but that the Lord loves me and while take care of me. That was the best comfort that I could've been given at that time! The Lord had assigned me a place through his loving prophet and leaders and I knew that it was what he wanted.
That was really comforting at this time. I felt much better about my call coming. Instead of feeling worried, I was excited. In fact, when I woke up that Wednesday, I couldn't focus in any of my classes. In fact, I spent all my class googling and watching Youtube Mission Calls, in addition to checking Facebook and Instagram (#missioncall, so awesome!) -- my advice, if you are waiting for a mission call, don't do this...It will waste HOURS of your time! (But in a good way!)
Picture I sent to my mom during class. What I said?!? "Mom! I am so excited for today! I can't even focus! I haven't listened to a word my professor has said today"
When it was finally time for me to go back to my apartment, I hurried SO fast. And I grabbed that mail key, ran down to check the mailbox -- it was EMPTY. The mail hadn't come yet :(
Later picture to my mom said, "No mail...yet. Don't worry, I am watching very closely"
The next two hours were some of the longest of my life as I stared out my window waiting for the mail to come! But eventually it did, and my call was there!! YAY!
