I miss my weird, wacky communal living friends. It is true. After four months of living, eating, praying, studying and playing pranks on eachother I feel lonely without them. So it got me thinking. Being friends with missionaries is no good. First of all, missionary-types are often weird people. They sell all their stuff including houses and forsake the American dream to go live in dirty, remote and often dangerous places. That should be the first clue that these are not people to hang out with. Secondly, they are often from Iowa which everyone knows breeds weird corn farmers. Sometimes they are from even weirder places like Virginia or Washington which breeds weird ham people and apple growers. (Sometimes even the really odd clown families! You know who you are.) Thirdly they have odd senses of humor. They enjoy kicking over cans of beans and hiding in other people's closets. But the biggest reason to never be friends with a missionary is that you might end up growing too fond of them and then they move to the other side of the world.
My dearest missionary friends of MMT...I hate it that we are all going to different places instead of living in communal utopia forever. But I wouldn't trade our experiences together for anything! We may all be headed to different countries but oh what a reunion we'll have in heaven! (or on our next Skype conference call!) Love you, miss you...and I'm praying for you!
And for all those people who I love dearly that aren't called to international missions...I love you just as much and will miss you terribly and will continue to pray for you!
19 days and counting until Team 5 Morris departs!
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