My mission call finally came and the journey to get it was very emotional. I have had such a strong desire to go on a mission for quite some time now but I still had my doubts. When I heard that my call was assigned, I still felt unsure about going. I was in no hurry to open my call until the day it was supposed to come. That was when I became really excited about it. (I even curled my hair so that my pictures would be cute.) I checked my email about every 10 minutes all day long to see if I had a package I needed to pick up. By 5:00 I was starting to get a little nervous because I hadn't received an email. I went to the Cannon to ask and they said that they had already contacted everyone who has received their calls and that it was a possibility that mine would come the next day.
Well, my call did come the next day, but to Vegas. My loving family realized how eager I was to open my call that they over-nighted it to me. My call was expected to be delivered to the Cannon Center at 10:30 am Friday morning. From the time I woke up, I tracked that package until it said it was delivered at the Cannon. However, I never received an email saying that I had a package to pick up and the people at the front desk of the mail room said they never had a package delivered to them for me. So my call was temporarily lost. As a member of the Gibson family, I have grown used to important items getting lost in the mail but I still became an emotional wreck. I think it was because I was just so nervous about where I was going to be sent. That was when I realized how badly I wanted to serve a mission.
After hours of calling around and a short nap to calm my nerves, I got a call from the Fed-Ex driver telling me that he delivered my package to the wrong building and had it in his hands. All of my stress tears turned into happy ones as I ran to meet him outside of the Cannon Center. I didn't want to waste anytime opening it so I texted a few people to come over as I set up my laptop to FaceTime my family.
I was so nervous to open my call and I figured that I would cry, but never thought I would cry before I even started reading it out loud.
Dear Sister Gibson,
You are herby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Guatemala Queztaltenano Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 18 months. You should report to the Guatemala Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, June 11, 2014. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Spanish Language.
I couldn't believe it!! I thought for sure that I was staying in the United States, but I got called to serve in Central America. I am seriously so excited and couldn't have been any happier to be called to serve the people there. I am so excited to be sent to a place where I will be able to experience a new culture and language and I know that I will absolutely love it there. I can't wait to be a missionary. This church has brought me so much happiness and I desire so badly to bring it to other people. Guatemala, here I come :)
P.S. If you want to watch the video of me opening my call, check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mLT2kHnoZo
