(Sorry it's so tiny..but it's the message that counts!)
It's a little hard to explain.
When it comes to mission calls, I think we all have high hopes of getting called to someplace exotic. The ultimate mission experience! Preaching God's word in a language we've never even heard of. Well, mine was a little different. And the first time I read it, my eyes teared full of unbelief and I knew that this had been God's plan and that these people have been waiting for me!
I can't wait. It's going to be one of the most challenging things I do, but it will be the thing that makes the biggest impact on my life. I'm grateful that I had modern technology to help me capture and share this moment with my sisters abroad and my darling, Tayler. Thank you all for showing me unwavering love and support.
Be forewarned: I composed this father's day tribute while hyped up on NyQuil (courtesy of Dr. Eli)
What a marvelous thing I've seen: all the love about your fathers this happy Sunday. It's brilliant to think of how his children can look at a man who is rough and see only the softness and love that inherits his soul!
A tribute to you, R. Todd, for being one solid dad!
Thanks for teaching me to be tough. Thanks for liking that I have an edgy personality. Thanks for listening to me when I was crying about boys or whining about menstrual cramps, and deciding not to be totally grossed out. Thanks for making me laugh. Thanks for putting up with my baditude. Thanks for sharing my sense of humor. Thanks for letting me think like you. Thanks for showing me how to love art and everything bright and beautiful. I guess what I mean to say is this: thanks for being there, 'cause I know that you didn't have any kind of dad like I do. All my love to you!