Even though I have heard it said that
anyone with a pulse is encouraged to serve a mission, the process of
meeting all the requirements isn't as easy as a beating heart.
First, you have to talk with your bishop so he can give you access to
the portal where you fill out your information—and brief it is not.
Lots of questions to answer and forms to fill out etc. Then begins
the physicals, dentist trips, eye doctor, shots, blood tests,
mammogram for me and stress test for Quinn. It seemed like
everything took twice as long as we thought it would. In completing
the application, I scanned all the medical forms and attached them to
the document, but that was a mistake. Once you get the online
application done, you are to take the medical forms with you to the
bishop to hand in. We didn't realize this and neither did the
bishop, so the stake was waiting to see the forms come through the
office before scheduling an appointment with the stake president
which they never did. After waiting two weeks and hearing nothing,
Quinn called and we quickly got in to be interviewed, delivered the
forms to the correct person who enters it all on computer, and our
application was submitted within two days. It must have all been
correct because we got our call 12 days later.
We were notified by text that our call
was ready to view online. We were delighted with our destination,
but then I read down a little further and saw we wouldn't be
reporting until December 30. That was a downer. We were so gung-ho
to get started and really thought we would be gone by
Thanksgiving—thus avoiding all the craziness that comes with the
holidays. Our mission countdown said 90 days and it felt like
forever. My solution was to go kill some of that time in St. George.
Sometime in November we got a call
from our mission president President Andrews. We had him on speaker
phone and in the course of the conversation, he asked if we would be
willing to replace the senior couple serving on the reservation and
leaving in December. This is where the term 'pregnant pause' is
applicable. There was a silence that just seemed to grow and grow as
Quinn and I tried to communicate our shock silently with our eyes and
facial expressions. Finally I said, “We will do whatever you want
us to do.” He seemed happy to hear that. We also told him we
planned to make a trip to Mesa to visit Quinn's mom and would like to
swing by the mission office and meet him. Two days later we got a
call from the senior couple on the reservation, Elder and Sister
Payne. They conveyed their excitement for our coming to replace them
and assured us they would have lots of information ready. We told
them we were coming to Mesa and would like to come and see them in
San Carlos and they immediately started making plans.
November 18 we were on our way south
from St. George. On our way to Cindy's house, we were very close to
the mission office and decided to stop by and only gave the secretary
a few minutes notice. Pres. Andrews made time to meet us and was
positive and enthusiastic about our service on the reservation. We
must have looked like we needed encouragement. Two days later we
drove out to San Carlos. There is some beautiful scenery on the way
to Globe: rock formations, green foliage, rivers, and cactus;
however, San Carlos is less than lush.
We had a good visit with the Paynes
and they handed us a seven page document outlining our
responsibilities, vital contacts, schedules, and miscellaneous
information that would come in handy. They had gone to a lot of
trouble to fix us a meal and invite others to meet us. They took us
on a short drive to see where some of the members live, the buildings
in the town, and a tour of the church. When we came in from touring
the church with Elder Payne, the guests had arrived. We met the full
time missionaries assigned there, the branch president, and two
sisters (literally) from the ward. Bro. Payne called on one of the
sisters to say a prayer and blessing on the food and she gave a
lovely prayer—very heartfelt. We were driving all the way to St.
George that day after visiting Sandra one last time, so as soon as we
were done eating, we had to say our goodbyes and be one our way. We had a pleasant visit and we appreciated the time the Paynes spent on
our behalf. I can't say the visit made us more excited to get there,
but at least I could envision the town, the home, and the people.
San Carlos in relation to Mesa. It is about a 30 minute drive from Globe.

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