In popular culture, Mormon missionaries are often the brunt of satire and parodies. You've probably seen depictions of eager young men, wearing dress clothes, a nametag, and a backpack. You've probably seen these men sporting hair your grandpa had as a teen and smiles that no person has ever had without the help of massive doses of caffeine. They're the ones you've seen knocking door to door and shoving little blue books into people's faces. Those perceptions are inaccurate.
Let me tell you something about our missionaries-
Serving an LDS mission is a HUGE sacrifice.
When my brother Logan was little, he always proudly told people that he wanted to serve a mission for our church. As he got older, he still did, but I think he started to realize the enormity of what that meant, because he didn't broadcast his plans like he had as a boy.
While all of his friends left for university, exchanges, or adventures, Logan stayed home to work excruciating hours on the farm. Why? Missionaries voluntarily PAY for their entire mission.
While the majority of his friends had support from everyone in regards to their future plans, my little brother didn't. There are not a lot of Mormons in Melfort, and Logan didn't tell many people for fear that they would treat something so precious to him as you would treat a used kleenex. He also had to endure the disapproval of my dad's family. They had zero problem telling him that he was wasting his time and that he needed to rethink his priorities.
While his friends will spend time watching the latest movies, listening to the latest music, reading the latest books, and keeping constant tabs on the world around them, Logan won't be. He is taking two years out of his life and dedicating them to the service of God. That means no social media and no secular movies, music, or books. He will spend his time serving others.
While all of his friends were out partying, expanding their social circles, or generating likes on Facebook, Logan was usually at home studying. You might not know this, but there is a hefty list of requirements for members of our church to serve missions. Logan not only read his brains out, but also took an extra year to make sure he was absolutely ready.
While his friends will have the benefit of visiting their families and calling or texting whenever they want to talk, Logan won't. We will not see him for two years. We will only get to talk to him twice a year (Christmas and Mother's Day), and email once every week or two.
This past weekend was his last few days with us before he left. We held a special luncheon in his honour. He left two days later. Below are some pictures from his Farewell dinner and as he entered the Missionary Training Center (Thanks Jill!).
We're going to miss him. We already do. He may be leaving his family for two years, but I like to think that it's so he can help other people be with their families for eternity. I've never watched anyone work harder towards a goal than this guy. Pennsylvania is so lucky to have him.
So the next time you laugh at how "weird" LDS missionaries are, or listen to a certain satirical musical, please think twice. Our missionaries are not out to baptize the world. They represent Jesus, and try to emulate His ministry by teaching gospel topics and serving those around them. You may not agree with them, but you can show them kindness. I would hope someone would do the same for my little brother.
We love you Elder Froc!
P.S. Have more questions about what missionaries are really like? Check this out!
To make a long (and much too dramatic for my liking) story short, I have to leave my house. Roommates can be your best friends, or they can be your worst enemies. The girls I live with are neither, but I no longer feel comfortable or welcome in my home. And I refuse to live where I can't feel the Spirit. So out I go onto a new adventure! I don't have a place yet, but I have a feeling something will come together. It somehow always does.
Oh, and in case you've been keeping score over the past 4 years...
Houses: 5
Roommates: 31
I know. Unreal, right? I should seriously write a book.
But! Living in close quarters with girls doesn't always suck. Okay, so these girls weren't technically my roommates, but when we were in Ireland we pretty much did everything together. Including all manner of shenanigans...
I am hereby signing off for the weekend. If you need me, you can find me and 14 million+ of my friends tuned into the semiannual LDS General Conference. General Conference is like 2 days of Ted Talks given by LDS leaders from all over the world. Many watch the broadcast via satellite at a chapel, but IIIIIII prefer to snuggle up at home in my jammies with tasty snacks and a new notebook.
Mmmm.
Oh right, blog. ANYWAYS...
Here are some internet goodies to enjoy in my absence!
No, the title is not a typo. Between sifting through French genealogical records for the past few weeks and having a best friend out in Quebec, I've been accidentally and randomly using French lingo all over the place! I did mean to type "September", but whatevs.
This month I...
-Started school. Again.
-Got my braces off! And then the next day, got my ears pierced! (Thanks Hallie!)
-took engagement pictures for ma homies
-Had bestie hangz with Rachel, who's been my bff since we were 12. (P.S. While thrifting, we found this "chastity poncho". I really wanted to get it for her, but she wouldn't let me.)
-Finished up my internship with Autism Speaks Canada
-taught myself to make origami llamas.
-decorated my house for fall
-took myself on a phò date
-made this super delicious chocolate pudding out of vegetables!
-Helped my exchange student friend Angela dress up for a Thrift Shop themed dance
-Decided on this year's Halloween costume! Hint: I just bought a can of white hairspray!