Missions and Summer Camp

After a long day at the office today we were on our way home and I told Elder Kinghorn (Bruce)
 

"I don't think I have completely disconnected from electronic devices".
 

 Sometimes I imagine I feel my purse vibrate and assume it's my phone.....
 

 then I remember .....

I don't have my phone.

It's locked in a safe in my apartment

 

I can't count the times during the day when I am busily

sending e-mails to Latter-day Saint Humanitarian Country Directors asking questions like,

 "Will you have time to get 2 more bids on the advertising for the Rotavirus Campaign by the end of next month?"
 or
"can you please have the contractor for the water project in Uganda send us a signed vendor agreement?"

And my mind drifts to

"I should check my personal email to see if any of my friends or family have written"
or
"I wonder if any of my family has posted pictures on facebook today"

Each day when we return to our apartment I find myself

 anticipating

opening the door

 turning on my computer

checking my email and

finding a sweet message from one of my kids, or grandkids.
(hey, it happened once)

We have Vonage and our grandson, Wyatt tried to call once and when we didn't answer Vonage took his message and sent it to me on the computer. It made my day to hear his sweet voice.

Being on a mission is a bit like Summer Camp

As long as your day is filled with activities that bring you pleasure

YOU ARE FINE

But the minute you quiet your mind and your body

You feel a tug at your heart

You miss home

And you remember....

  This isn't your home

You are a guest here

You are surrounded by people you have come to love

Soon days turns to weeks

 Weeks turn to months

Days begin to pass quickly

Friendships deepen

and soon you feel the tug at your heart again

 you know that one day

this will all be over............

One day you will pack your bags

and go

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