Wednesday, February 22, 2012
February 22, 2012
We dropped Joseph off at the MTC this afternoon. He reminded me of a race horse at the starting gate, chomping on the bit and ready to be off and running. After we got off the freeway in Orem, every red light seemed to intensify his desire to get there and get started. Arriving at the MTC allows for just a quick goodby at the curb these days but it is great to watch the missionaries walk off with their luggage and an escort to get them started off immediately.