Day in the life at the MTC

It was an exhausting day, in fact, it was an exhausting week. We have felt humbled by our lack of knowledge of basic medicine that will need to be digested before we get to Guatemala. From parasites to malaria, from little diseases we have never heard about before, to a way to keep infestations of bedbugs from invading missionary apartments has been the content of many hours of classes. Tomorrow, we have 8 hours of instruction on the computer programs we will be using in the mission office. Through it all, though, we have been fed spiritually by the constant reassurance of Heavenly help. Exhausted as we feel tonight, our spirits are light, and prayers for you at home and for the young men and women we will be serving has taken on a new meaning. We have met lovely couples who are serving all over the world. We were divided into districts and dad was the fearless district leader. The MTC has been an experience we find we cannot express adequately. Suffice it to say, this place is a spiritual mecca from which to launch the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Although this is most mundane, the MTC cafeteria has been an experience never to be forgotten. Thousands of white shirts going this way and that, never waiting in line, deferring to us senior missionaries, speaking in many languages and breaking into spontaneous song has been something we have witnessed three times a day. The influence of these young men and women has been something we'll never forget. Last Sunday in the fireside one of the songs sung by the congregation was "Army of Helaman" from the Primary song book. I had to look to see if the roof was still in place. The fervor and enthusiasm of these young men and women brought us to tears. We post this after doing our Spanish homework for the last time. Our tutor, Carlos, has been wonderful and Kim is doing very well.