So I (Rachele/ Mom) was charged with the awesome responsibility of keeping up her mission blog. As I got to work on the blog today, shortly after she left, I came across a draft on the computer for her 1st post that was dated 17 days ago . . .
17 days until I am on a plane for Mexico.
17 days until I am Hermana Oram.
17 days until I am a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for 18 months
17 days until my life will be completely changed, completely devoled to sharing the gospel of Jesus Chirst, completely dedicated to serving the people of Honduras.
17 days, and it still doesn't seem real.
none of it feels real.
yet it feels so right that I know with everything in me that its what I am supposed to be doing.
17 days until I am on a plane for Mexico.
17 days until I am Hermana Oram.
17 days until I am a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for 18 months
17 days until my life will be completely changed, completely devoled to sharing the gospel of Jesus Chirst, completely dedicated to serving the people of Honduras.
17 days, and it still doesn't seem real.
none of it feels real.
yet it feels so right that I know with everything in me that its what I am supposed to be doing.