I didnâ€™t have this blog before I did all of my papers but hereâ€™s what I can remember from then.
After my bishop unlocked the missionary portal for my papers, I went home and started it right away with my dad. For me, doing my missionary application (aka. â€œpapersâ€) was pretty simple. Itâ€™s just like doing a college application, but without all the essays. I still had to take care of the physical, immunizations and dentist stuff, but luckily for me, I had my wisdom teeth taken out like a year and a half before. Once all that was done, I could finish all of the medical questions and everything else that I had to answer on the application. Then that was it. Next came the two interviews. One with the bishop, then he sends my electronic papers to the stake president. Once I interview with the stake president, he sends the papers to salt lake where all that processing and assigning happens.
Kind of off topic here, but there have been so many return missionaries tell me how they wish they would be better prepared before they leave. (This was probably all throughout my high school years) I didnâ€™t know how exactly to prepare, so I just asked for a preach my gospel book, so I could read through that. That has been very helpful. But not as helpful as driving the missionaries around to their meetings with members and nonmembers. I would suggest that if you are preparing to go on your mission, once you turn 16, driving with the missionaries will probably be the best thing that you do. It helps you see how not-so-different it is from home teaching or family home evening. That is what President Miles told me during my interview, â€œMissionary work is only just home teaching. But you teach everyone all the time.â€
For my final interview with the stake president, I noticed throughout the whole interview he kept throwing in the question, Are you sure you want to go on a mission? and, Do you feel you are ready to go on a mission? I simply told him that I do have a testimony that I have received promptings that this was the right thing for me to do at the right time.
I honestly didnâ€™t know where I was going to go. I knew that wherever I went, that is where I was meant to be.
A week and a half later, I received my call to serve as a missionary to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in the Saltillo, Mexico mission.