Once a missionary....

I've spent the last two hours talking to a couple of people I taught on my mission online. Some great people. One if a former member who was excommunicated and re-baptized. The other a convert hittig her first full year as a member.

It's interesting to see the friendships that were developed. I find myself still teaching them spiritual things even after five months of not teaching.

It's moments like that when I feel as if that mantel wasn't fully taken from me. Cause I find myself getting back into the swing of things like it's no problem.

I miss being a missionary. A lot. I miss teaching people and realizing that I'm wittnessing a miracle right in front me. Then I get online with someone I knew on my mission, someone I taught and I realize I can still have those moments. I can still see the miracle.

It's a sweet thing. To teach the gospel. I feel blessed that I got to do it so often. I hope I never lose sight of those feelings. I hope I get more chances to let them happen.