Holy Crap!

I have tried several times to post what I'm feeling about my son's mission call, but I just can't seem to.  There don't seem to be words that do them any justice.

James has been called to serve in the Philippines, Cebu mission.  He will be preaching the gospel in the Cebuano language and he will report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on 30 January.

30 January?  That means that we will only have him here for another 68 days--barely over 2 months.

All I can think is "holy crap."

Tomorrow we will be applying for his passport.  We'll start looking for good deals on white shirts (short sleeved, please), wash & wear slacks, and ties.  There are a zillion other things that we'll need to get done in the next 68 days.

And I'm still thinking... Holy crap!