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I LOVE MISSIONARIES

Really I do! I think that one of the most honorable things you can do, especially for a young man, is serve a mission. It's a completely selfless act of service, giving up everything to go preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ for two years. Away from friends, family, loved ones. Giving up time and money and the comforts of home. Yes all these sacrifices bring about tremendous, indescribable blessings but that is not to say that it isn't a challenge. You have to be completely dedicated, and probably the best thing about losing all my friends because they are leaving is getting to see the drive, the passion, the desire in their eyes before they go. I love my Savior Jesus Christ and if I was able to go serve at 19 you can best believe that is where I would be right now. But since I cant, I wouldn't trade anything for the opportunity I have to support these young men, who I care for so dearly, as they go off to serve the Lord. I love missionaries. I love the idea of being a missionary. I love the idea of writing letters and sending pictures, hearing stories about their experiences. I love it all. And I am so grateful for the role I have to love and support missionaries, because it is truly a blessing in my life!:)

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