Mission

So I am excited to have a bit more time on my hands the next few weeks. I have been wanting to start up with Tribute Tuesdays again. BUT this time its going to be different. I ended with the time right before my mission tributing to my roommates and best friend Jerilyn. Now I want to start with my mission but I would like to recount it all. Things were hard at times and some wasn't so pretty. So Yes a tribute still but it won't all be the good. I think its good to express it all. The reality of the mission.
Since its not Tuesday I am going to start with a poem I wrote while on the mission.

(Blogger is acting weird and not showing all options. Sorry if it looks all weird-still am not blog savvy.)


Mission Life
I want to go home, but want to stay.
I want to work, but want to play.

Left my job, family and friends.
I want some mail but few faithfully sends.

I left my job that I truly loved.
But hey, I chose this I wasn't shoved.

I left my social life and stopped going to school,
I'm use to being independent, but there are so many rules.

I stopped going out on dates.
I don't see my family although they're down a state.

I left my life for 18 months all back at home.
No driving MY car, seeing MY friends, or calling on the phone.

So why did I come for so long out here?
So many tears inadequacies and fears.

No one cares they all have their own religion.
So i leave them my testimony that Christ is God's Son.

But what? Who's this? This man DOES care.
He has so many trials he's trying to bare.

But he doesn't have to bare them on his own.
There is a savior, follow the pathway he has shown.

I say, "He loves you" as tears roll down his face.
"And when you die you go to a better place."

"Your wife and son are there right now."
he says, "I want to live with them forever, but how?"

We teach him more and his testimony grows strong.
But Satan will attack, he'll tell you its wrong.

So the day has come and he's dressed in white.
His smiling face he has this extra light.

Once again I'm leaving my family and friends.
Wow this is real! This is truly the end.

The Lord wants me somewhere different.
Even though I'd stay off I'm sent.

"Please let me stay, Its what I prefer!!"
What's this? This is only a transfer!?!

This is how I REALLY felt a lot.
In a few days I will do another poem I wrote on the mission about the mission.
Hope you enjoyed my funky poem.