Thoughts about our mission.

This has all been such a dream and at times a nightmare. We were told that we would be going in the States because of Bob's medication, I was all right with it but knew we were to go out of the States; I also knew that I needed to use my French from my first mission, but Bob didn't want to learn another language and I couldn't blame him because it isn't easy. I just sort of resigned myself that this was Bob's mission and that I would be blessed for serving wherever we were sent.
As the weeks went on I became more filled with unrest and at times anger, Satan sure knows where to hit our weak points and since I have a plethera of them he had a field day. My sweet husband took more abuse than usual but was still loving and kind.
We waited longer than most seniors, the Church likes to get us out and back before we die, so we were surprised; instead of the two to four weeks we waited SIX! During this time the Church called again and asked for more information on Bob's work history.
When the call came and it finally sunk in that we were indeed going out of the States and I would be able to see French all around us I really knew that the Lord was truly looking out for both of us, how blest we are.
What a very special blessing to have our whole family with us as we opened our call, I love these dear ones so much and it makes it easier to leave them knowing that the Lord will bless us for this service, not only Bob and me but our children for taking care of our home and finances while we are gone. These boys are wonderful and we so appreciate our dear daughters-in-law for all the support that they constantly give to our sons and grandchildren. I have to stop now because I am crying and can't see the keyboard anymore. Thank you Kellye for helping me learn how to do this.