Quick post, no time

As I was chasing Joshua around the halls the last half hour of church, I heard a part of a girl's talk from another ward. She was a missionary from Hawaii and was talking about when she first received her call. Before then, she had fervently prayed that 1) She would not be in a spanish speaking mission - learning spanish would be very difficult for her 2) She wouldn't get called to Mexico 3) At the very least that she, please please please, would not be called to Utah. As "luck" would have it, she was called to Utah in a spanish speaking mission and therefore went to the Mexico MTC. I found that pretty funny, but also a great reminder that Heavenly Father really does know our limits and knows just what we need to grow.