I've saved Monday for missionaries for over two years now. Here we are, at the end of these missions, and I'm not sure what to think about it. I'll not miss staying up late on Sunday nights and writing letters to them. But I will. That was a constant time I could spend on loving my boys. I look forward to a hug and getting to see a smiling face. I am enjoying watching the constant growth toward responsible adulthood.
Here is Ben's next-to-last letter. He has been working in the mission office for the past few weeks, helping with the administrative responsibilities of running a mission. He has also been able to still work with some people in his area, as well as traveling to the different parts of the mission with the mission president. He has loved it all, and I'm sure he will miss it dearly.
Wednesday was back in my area with my companions. I went with Elder Covey and we went looking for families. We found one. Then we taught our fantastic recent convert family that got baptized last week. They are doing great! They have their baptismal certificates framed in their living room and they were raving about the blessings of the Gift of the Holy Ghost. There's nothing like that.
On Thursday... we (went) to go pick President Foote up from the airport, he was coming back from Fort Dauphin and Toliara. So we drove him home and talked to him while we waited in traffic. For a very long time. I love President! He's the coolest guy in the world!
Sunday we went to church. I love church. Then we taught and tracted and found a new family. J. is from Fianarantsoa and is a retired soldier, then his wife, M.L. is from Toliara. They were so inviting and brought us into their house before we could even introduce ourselves. Then they felt terrible that they didn't have any food to give us. People are so GOOD.
Yes, people are so good. What a beautiful lesson to learn.
Read the rest of his week here.