We are now in the 7th inning stretch. This is the longest part of my kid's mission. I will not speak to him for 7 long months. Yesterday's phone call was bitter sweet. I loved hearing his voice. Elder Jordy is happy and healthy. He likes his new area, Meridian North Stake and his new digs. He likes his new companion and they are working well together. He told us a most hilarious story, it seems he was having dinner with an elderly couple and they were talking about the Bible. The man mentioned one of his favorite verses which he said was found in Deuterectomy. Elder Jordan and his companion had the task of not cracking up as the couple did not recognize the faux-pas. It just pains me that it will be 7 long months. So I figure there should be a song...
Take me out to the mission field
Take me out to the crowds
Buy me some white shirts and neck ties
I don't care if they're not quite my size
So it's root root root for the Elders
If they don't baptize it's a shame
And it's one, two long years they're out at the old mission field.
On the bright side, the next time I speak to Elder Jordan will be his 18 month mark
December 25. And next year on Mother's Day he will be weeks away from coming home.
Only two more phone calls...