Bordeaux Mission
Feeling the light breeze on my face, I looked out at the water. The edges of the moving water between the feet of the bridge curled into little whirlpools here and there. I tried to drag up all the rusty memories of my former life in Orem, back when everything was so much simpler. I was so faithful then, what had happened to me?
Picturing my home and my family, my youth and my old ward, I started to feel like a good missionary again. I kept all of these pleasant images in my mind until it was time to go get Nick and go to my interview with the Mission President.
When it was my turn, the Mission President shook my hand and started asking me all of the familiar temple recommend questions:
Do you believe in God, the Eternal Father, in his son, Jesus Christ, and in the Holy Ghost; and do you have a firm testimony of the restored gospel?
Of course.
Do you sustain the President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as the prophet, seer, and revelator; and do you recognize him as the only person on Earth authorized to exercise all priesthood keys?
Of course.
Do you sustain the other General Authorities and the local authorities of the Church?
Yeah, essentially.
Do you live the law of chastity?
Other people have probably done it better, but considering what I'd given up, I felt justified in answering in the affirmative.
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