I received a call today--
from a certain Elder Forsyth!!
He was calling from Atlanta on the way
He sounded great--
maybe a little nervous, but certain
he is doing what the Lord would
have him do!!
We talked family happenings--
we talked BYU football--
I told him all the little times I miss him
that catch me off guard!
Like when Connor scored his touchdown and
I reached for my phone to text him--
or when I saw his friends at the
high school football game and
felt such an overwhelming ache to see him--
Like when I pass his lunch box still sitting
by the garage door and get
tears in my eyes!
I have shed so many tears over the past 19 years
worried he would not choose to serve a mission-
Now I am a little surprised by how many tears
I have shed because
he is gone!
He called again from the mission home in Tallahassee.
Said he was sweating like crazy and
the air was so thick it was hard to breathe!
He heads to Foley, Alabama tomorrow.
His companion will be an Elder Banks from Texas!
All of sudden I have an immense love for
the people of a
city I have never heard of before!
Now I can sing Sweet Home Alabama,
and have it mean something!