Two weeks and a day ago, I was able to speak to my wonderful missionary son by phone. We had a conversation that lasted one and a half hours, and I marveled at his strength and growth. He promised me that he would send me a message from the field just as soon as he was able. I waited and waited. I was patient. I waited some more. This is where the faith kicked in. I have had faith that Taylor would be protected and strengthened on his mission all along, but this time, it was different. I am a member of a missionary mom group, and I asked other missionary moms how long it took to hear from their sons/daughters. Big mistake! Those that responded told me they heard from their missionaries immediately upon entrance into Argentina. I became very distraught. In fact, I was almost inconsolable last evening. Larry was so patient with me and wrote me a lovely note. In it, he reminded me that I testified on Sunday of having faith and patience. The Lord is watching out for our son. Sometimes, we just need a reminder!
Well, before going to bed last night, I prayed fervently to help me know that Taylor was okay and that I would hear from him soon. Before my prayer was finished, I had a feeling that I have never had before; it was like someone was hugging me and that Taylor was just fine. I slept restlessly, and as soon as I awakened this morning, I raced to the computer. The first thing I saw was a message from Taylor, "I hope you get this."
Taylor had sent us an email last week, but it never reached us. I believe that the Lord allows us to be tested so that we may be strengthened. I have no doubt in my mind that I will need to practice patience and faith throughout Taylor's mission. He is doing so well, extreme heat and all. He is in an area called Ibarreta, Formosa, Argentina. He is near the border of Argentina and Paraguay. His first companion in Argentina is Elder Dart. Here are some pictures that he sent with this second letter.
