Monday, July 28, 2008


a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household.

Or, In the words of Joe Dirt, "you like to see homo's naked."

Yup. I'm back in Kansas. I don't know how I feel about that.

I finally cried when I said goodbye to Erin, Rick and June. They always get to me.

I just need to stay busy while I'm home. Today was my first full day back. I slept in till 11. Called my old boss. Took a shower. Went to wal mart. Now I'm going to FHE with the singles ward. Yeah, not too productive. I did alot of creeping on facebook, though, that was sweet.

Just kidding. I hate facebook.

I read an article in the August Ensign by President Monson about acting Today rather than tomorrow. I need to institute that concept into my life.

Yup. I'm not in Idaho anymore and there's nothing I can do about it. It's really going to start sucking when everyone goes back and I stay here. That makes me want to throw up.

Whatever. I am where I am. I might as well have fun.

Here I come, Kansas. Prepare for destruction.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Got It.

Friday July 11, 2008 I received my mission call.

I was chillin' in the library with my friend Dan when I got a phone call. It was Natalie. Natalie never calls during the day. If she needs to tell me something she'll text.
I knew it was here.
I answered the phone and she confirmed my thoughts. Lindsey and Janiece were in the background laughing... I loved it.
I immediately hugged Dan and ran into the stairwell to call my family.

The rest of the day went by super fast. I barely had enough time to finish all my stuff before I opened my call at the set time (5:30).
Everyone came. The Camden Six living room was full of the coolest people on the planet (my friends).
I got everyone on the phone: Parents, Siblings, Grandparents, Friends in Kansas, Friend in Florida.... everyone was waiting.

I picked up the envelope and tore it open. My entire body immediately started shaking; I couldn't hold myself still. (I heard people around me talking about it, but I couldn't look up to see who it was, all my focus was on the packet of paper in my hands).
I managed to cover up the letter with the packet they gave so I could see only one line at a time. I managed to read the first line (my hands shaking all over the place), then I moved the packet down revealing the next. My eyes went straight to the call:

Chile Santiago North Mission

I screamed. My legs crumbled as I fell to the floor. I looked up and saw Megan Allen. I yelled where I was going but only she understood.
She screamed. We grabbed each other and I almost came to tears. (I didn't, though, which really surprised me). We released each other and Megan sat down. I didn't know what to do so I jumped on her again, curling up in her lap. I shot back up and stood there for a second. Everyone was staring at me. Zach said, "where are you going!?"
I answered. Everyone was excited.
I came back to where the phones were and tried, as calmly as I could, to tell them all where I was going. It took forever for my mom to hear. I think she was just in shock, though, so she didn't want to hear it (she was really hoping for Temple Square).
Everyone eventually heard and they're all excited. I'm going to take a Spanish class before I head out (since I haven't had any instruction concerning that, or any other foreign language).

I'm so excited to serve. It's going to be a long 3 1/2 months till I report to the MTC (I go in November 5th), but its ok, I need all the time I can get to prepare.

I can already feel the difference of having my call. I taught yesterday in Relief Society and I was more able to speak from my heart, my tongue is loosening up. And while that is the case, I am also feeling more pressure from a lot of things. My friend Michelle said, "now that you have you're call you have that added protection, but Satan is also working harder on you."

I feel the power of both sides already and I know I need to be on my guard more than ever. I can't just slack off and go into the MTC unprepared. If Satan can do nothing except keep me exactly where I am, then he has succeeded. If he can just stop me from progressing than he has won. I can't let that happen. I won't.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

once upon a time..

..there was a little girl. She was expecting her mission call on wednesday but it didn't come. She felt really nauseous.
"Maybe tomorrow," she thought, "maybe tomorrow."

If not, look out, cause she might shoot someone.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Scripture/Talk Of The Day

"Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompence of reward."
-Hebrews 10:35
(Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, Liahona, June 2000)

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Tuesday Devotional

Today's devotional was wonderful. A female spoke and she did typical things female speakers do: had lots of visuals.

That, however, is not what I'm going to complain about.

The speaker today focused on 4 things we can do to aid in our growth. They were all the typical, yet crucial, things focused on in church meetings, i.e. have a positive attitude, focus on how you serve not where you serve, etc. One thing she spoke on really got me thinking. It's another typical concept we hear very often but I think it should be dealt with from a different angle.
This concept concerns the love God has for us. For ME. Over and over we hear these talks about how God loves YOU. He loves YOU and ME and He listens to YOUR prayers.
I think, however, we would have a greater understanding of His love if instead we weren't focusing on His love for US, but His love for THEM. Instead of realizing he loves and is aware of "me", maybe we should emphasis the love he has for the person sitting next to us. He wants them to be happy just as much as he wants you and me to be happy. That is what this life is all about, is it not? We must learn to love eachother. We must learn to love them just as He loves us.

As I was walking to the library after devotional that thought kept running through my mind. Every individual is loved by God, He wants them all to return to live with Him. If He seeks for their happiness, how much more am I obligated to do so? That, I believe, should be the focus of His love. Not just towards us, but towards the person in the next seat over.