Practically everyone in the world recognizes missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. If you see two young men in white shirts and ties walking together or two young ladies in their Sunday best also always together, you assume they are Mormon missionaries. And many times you would be right. They are the junior missionaries and we old folks are the seniors!
One of the blessings of being a Senior Missionary at the MTC is you get to see those young people all day everyday. We share the campus and the cafeteria with them and they are unfailingly polite, holding doors and helping in anyway they can. I have dropped so many pieces of silverware on my way to have them washed and every single time a young Elder or Sister scoops them up for me and often takes my other dishes to the conveyer belt for me. I just adore them.
I loved being at the MTC at the same time as a young woman from our Ward. The 5th of 8 daughters, she is the 4th to go on a mission. Her calling is to go to church history sites in Nauvoo, Illinois. She will make a wonderful missionary as have her older sisters.
One morning, as we walked into breakfast, a young sister asked us if we had lived in Lake Oswego, Oregon. She was in our ward when she was a little girl but the family had moved to Utah. Her Mom and I were friends on Facebook and had shown her our photos and asked her to look for us, which she did.
She said that she did remember us from the ward in Oregon. So great to give her a hug. She is off to Germany in a few weeks.
On one of our first nights, I noticed these two sisters because one was in a wheelchair. I struck up a conversation with them and learned that she had been injured in an accident playing volleyball at the MTC. Her ACL was torn and she was going to have to go home for surgery. You could see the disappointment in her eyes every time I saw her. Her companion impressed me with how tenderly she helped her companion. In case you didn’t know, each missionary, male or female is assigned a companion and they must be in sight of each other at all times. It is hard to navigate the busy TC Cafeteria in a wheel chair managing a plate and a drink but her companion was right there by her side. Such Christ-like love. They had both been called to serve in Korea and had been learning Korean for several weeks.
When I saw them this week, I knew that something was different. No longer did the sister look so sad and anxious. I learned that she had met with the Presidency of the MTC and together they decided that she would stay at the MTC and finish her language training and then go home, have the surgery and while she rehabbed would serve a local service mission near her parent’s home. BUT the great news that had her glowing was that as soon as her doctor gave her the go ahead, she could serve in Korea!
Talk about a change of countenance!
She is allowed to walk a little bit. Now we are all Facebook friends so I can follow these two on their further adventures. New friends!

Tonight I met a sister heading to Lubbock, Texas . She told me that her parents had moved recently back to her mother’s home town of Monticello, Utah. That’s where my cousins live. So I took a photo of her, sent it to my cousin and he will share the photo with them and pass along the report that their daughter is glowingly happy, surrounded by good people and anxious to go and serve in Lubbock, Texas.
The sister with the Monticello connection is in the dark shirt with no vest. Isn’t she glowing?
I feel sad when I think of leaving here but also know that these next 18 months will be filled with opportunities to interact with more of these young, enthusiastic servants of the Lord. I will learn a lot from them and hope I can be a surrogate grandma to some!