This day that he dreamed of
and worked for
and planned for...
This day that would be one of the most memorable and happy days of his life. Of our lives...
It's finally here.
We ended up with our living room packed. Smiles and excitement and support and laughter and everyone's predictions of where he would be called.
So much love and so much joy.
Once we were all gathered and ready, Sam asked my dad, his Papa, to say a prayer. A sweet, tear-filled and humble prayer of gratitude and peace.
Then, that wonderful, sacred moment finally arrived. All of us eagerly listening with hearts racing as Sam began opening the letter, standing to his feet, and reading aloud these words...
"Dear Elder Crofts,
You are hereby called to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Arizona Tucson Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 24 months. You should report to the Mexico Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, August 20, 2014. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Spanish language..."
I think this smile says it all.
(just for the sake of going down memory lane, Gary and Jane's mission call days here and here.)