Monday, June 3, 2013
Being a Missionary Is...
[Sugihara Shimai's mom here.We got an actual letter in the mail this week! I think you'll enjoy it.]
Being a missionary is...
...skirt and bike problems every day.
...having a cell phone that looks like a remote.
...classy. Skirts, letters, looking nice every day; it
doesn't continue post-mission.
...talking about an awkward date and everyone
wondering how a baptismal date can be
...scarfing down half a loaf of warm homemade
bread under the stairs of the apartment of the
member who gave it to us. (In our defense, it
was right before dinner and we still had an hour
left of dendo.)
...getting your bicycle pooped on right after you
...when obedience means riding your bike hard
and fast and running up the stairs to make it in
by the 9:00 curfew.
...falling asleep during companion prayer and
failing to say Amen.
...nightmares consisting of hugs from men.
...being known for wearing helmets.
...eating conbini [convenience] food often enough
to be friends with the cashiers and saying Hi to
them on the street.
...having an entirely new vocab, neither really
Japanese of English. It's 'Missionary Engrish'.
...being able to pack everying you have in an hour
and a half.
...falling in love with colored tape, stamps,
stickers, envelopes and pens.
...pictures, pictures, pictures.
...not having any privacy or real alone time.
...recognizing small daily miracles.
...sharing too much information with your
...liking Mondays a little more than pre-mission.
...your heart growing ten times bigger.
...realizing how little you know, how small you
are, how much God loves you, how much you
love this gospel, and how necessary the
Atonement was and is all rolled into one!
...the funnest thing I've ever done.