Maybe it's because I have had two sons serve missions, but everytime I go to the airport to pick up missionaries, I wish that I could wear google glasses to show their families how happy they are! They have not slept (well) for over 24 hours, and yet they look amazing! They can't stop looking out the windows on the bus to see this new country that will become a part of their lives for the rest of their lives! They notice everything that I have already taken for granted... first of all... the scooters... everywhere. Then they notice the endless buildings that are lit up in the night. Then all the people! The people whose lives they want to jump off the bus and change right that second! We usually have to talk them into waiting until the next morning, but after a very brief amount of sleep that first night, they are so eager to start "spreading the gospel." They begin at 6:30 am with a run of a couple of blocks to a Memorial. They go with pockets full of "chuándāns" (or tracts as they were called in the "good ol' days.") They are radiating as they try out their Chinese on these beautiful Taiwanese people. I wish I could bottle their enthusiasm! But, better than that, they go out and share it with the whole mission... making it electric with energy! What an honor it is to be able to see this first hand!