Letter From The Prophet!

Today was the day. The one we’ve all been waiting for. I was so unsuspecting; I arose at 7:30am and got ready for work and then went to work. While I was talking to someone on the phone about a phone line in a conference room, someone from home tried to call me on the other office phone. I was busy talking to someone so I couldn’t take the call. A few minutes later, my mobile (cellphone) started to ring so I knew it must be important and so finished the call about the phone line in the conference room and managed to take the call on the mobile (cellphone).

If you made it through that paragraph, you’re doing well. Anyways, I took the call and one of the first things that was said was: It’s here!

Of course, I knew what ‘it’ was. I decided to wait until home time (about 5 hours time) to open the call for two reasons. 1; if I went home to open it I wouldn’t want to go back to work and 2; They were going to bring it to work for me but I declined as I’d always dreamed of opening it at home!

The rest of the time at work went quickly as I was moving from one thing to the other all day. I arrived home and everyone was at the door to meet me and the call was immediately passed to me upon entry to the house. The thing was, my sister wasn’t due from work for another hour. So, this is what happened:

Around 12:00pm-1:00pm the mission call arrives on the doormat (we have a hole in the door you push post through, not a thing on a post at the end of the driveway).

Mission call at the ready just after entering the house.

Waiting for Emma to return home from work. I was fairly calm considering the next two years were on my lap. The time did pass quickly considering what we were waiting for. Then...the time came.


Starting...(from another angle!)

Almost there...

Arranging it so I didn't skip the intro straight to the assignment...Note the anticipation on Elmo's face.

Dear Elder Midgley:

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the…

...Ireland Dublin Mission.

WOW! Not what I expected. Come to think of it, I don’t know what I expected. Amazing! I don’t know how to put this ‘on paper’. I’m so, so pleased. It’s a great place to go. I have the advantage of not having to learn a new language and not having strange food. (Strange food is defined as: Curry, Mexican, Chinese, meat (I hate meat! It’s gross, I don’t know why everyone is so impressed by it. Fish is the way forward.

Well, that’s that! There are a few thing to finish off and I’ll be going in no time. I’m due in the Preston Missionary Training Centre (Center) on Wednesday 10th October 2007.

The next two years, right in my hand.

Straight onto the calls to family and friends.

Already feeling the strain. Note to self: Don't work in a call centre (center). Oh, and... get a hair cut!

I think that’s all for now!

A big thanks to Ed and Mum for the photos.


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