|Last baptism attended - the gal in the olive skirt is a member of our English group and was baptized on this day. The one in the green skirt was also in our English group and was baptized a few weeks earlier.|
|Our English group friend, to whom we taught the Gospel of Jesus Christ. |
He will be baptized this week.
|Our missionary departure group after a temple session|
|Us with President and Sister Peterson. |
Mission office and home in the
|President contacting several people |
in the park
This is where we all started our missions, and this is where we end. The feeling is sweet and tender. We knelt in prayer in private spots to report to the Lord and rededicate ourselves to His work throughout our lives.
Taiwan was dedicated on June 1, 1959 for the preaching of the Gospel by Elder Mark E. Peterson, at this spot and on this very step (fourth step up from the bottom). This is the garden associated with the Grand Hotel. We closed with a round of "God Be With You Till We Meet Again."
Missions are hard work. Anyone who has been on one knows that. Even for seniors. The mission service is fraught with struggle - mental and physical, spiritual and emotional. But missions are also amazing. They are the brimmed to overflowing with miracles, tender mercies, light, truth, and testimony. Even for seniors.
|Missionaries bound for their home countries, |
ready to board the bus to the airport.
5:45 am - the soft jingling of the iPhone stirs my mind to consciousness. Our last day in Taiwan has begun. With our "within-three-day-negative-COVID-test" results in hand, we made our way to the airport. And then, just like that, we were home.
|Worn out shoes, cracked and falling apart, glued back together.|