Brother Jason came home today from serving a 2-year mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the Oregon Eugene Mission. His faithful service has been a blessing to our entire family. I can't believe how much he has grown - spiritually and physically (apparently he has developed some nice, strong biceps!). We were all very happy that he chose to serve a mission, but we're also very happy that he is finally home.
Two years is a long time to not see a member of your family (only weekly emails and phone calls on Christmas and Mother's Day), but I know that his call to serve in Oregon was inspired from on high and that the message he shared and testified of is true. I consider my own experience of serving a mission in Spain to be one of the best and most fulfilling of my life. It might seem like a big sacrifice to leave behind family and friends, school and work for a 1 1/2-2 years, but in reality you receive so much in return that it can hardly qualify as a sacrifice. It is an honor and a privilege to serve. A blessing that I am eternally grateful for.
We were all there to meet Jason as he got off the plane this afternoon (minus Sister Kim who will join us this weekend, and Brother-in-Law Art and the Nephews). It was quite the emotional scene. There was a homemade sign, balloons and bells. It was awesome.
And Jason is now home. Which is even more awesome.
(waiting at the airport)