Half a thousand years later...

Hahaha. I totally forgot about my blog. Things have been hectic lately. But probably not an excuse.

For those of you who don't know, I am leaving on October 14th to the Provo MTC to prepare for a mission in Tulsa Oklahoma! I couldn't be more excited. A lot has happened.

First things first. Opening my call.

The Entire Marcum family was there, and I opened it at midnight. It was so cool, in fact the video is on Facebook if you want to see it. Turns out my aunt Heather guessed Oklahoma, so she gets a Jamba Juice.

The rest of the Family Reunion was incredible. I loved every bit of it. It was a cabin on the Snake River in Afton, ID. There was a huge hot tub, theater room, game room, four wheeling EVERYWHERE! I loved it, couldn't have had a better time. After, we went to Jackson Hole for a family vacation. That was really cool, especially going to Yellowstone. We had a lot of fun, but I was excited to get home.

I soon put in my two weeks at Guitar Center, and continued to conjure up trouble and the best of times with all my friends.

I started going to the Temple every Tuesday with the Missionaries, and going to their P-day activities which was a lot of fun. Then they asked if I could serve a mini mission for about a week. One of them had to go home a week early because of visa issues. So I started the Thursday before my talk on Sunday. What an amazing experience! I got anyone from Anti-Mormons, to Wicka's, and super awesome member, and non members. It was so cool to be a missionary for a time so I could experience what it was like, and likewise, prepare myself adequately. We taught this lady who was in her early twenties, had a little boy, and was going through a divorce. She had fallen away from the church for some time, and was wanting to go back because she recognized how unhappy she was without it. A love for this woman grew inside me like no other love. I wanted her to come back more than anything. She had a special spirit about her.

My farewell was September 27th, and it was the craziest thing ever. I shared the meeting with Bryson Berger, who is going to Tacoma Washington. I spoke on Christ's Earthly Ministry and the Great Apostasy. Bryson followed with the Restoration. I almost took up the whole time because my subject was so broad and lengthy I wasn't sure how to summarize it properly. But then we had everyone over at the park for a meal. It was so good. And what a sweet, sweet experience. Leaving on my mission finally struck me.

Now I'm off my mini mission, and I have 12 days left until I leave. I haven't even started packing! And I have been hanging out with my friends as much as I possibly can. Except Ashton devastated his $700 brick mailbox with his Jeep, and got grounded. But hopefully we will be out of captivity soon. I love his family. Being over there is like being home! But I gotta go! I only have 12 days! So much to do!

I love Jesus, and his restored gospel!

If you don't, you should. ;)

9 hours.

Just nine hours until that mail lady comes with the only piece of mail I've waited years for.

I can't believe it. Tomorrow, I find out where I spend the next two years.

It could be anywhere from Boise, ID to Hong Kong, China.

Wowowowowow.

I get to open it at my family reunion tomorrow night with most all the people I love on this earth.

That's all, I guess. I don't really have an urge to write a ton.

I'm just so, excited, nervous, extrodinarily happy, and a tad sad at the same time.

Nothing is every going to be the same.

I love this church.

I will post after my family reunion.


//Jordan

Come Thou Fount

Of every blessing. Tune my heart to sing thy grace. Streams of mercy never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise.

I'm going to cut this one a tad short, because it's one thirty in the morning, and I have work at ten.

As I read back in my blogs, talking about getting my call in march and april..it brings back the small bits of frustration and hopelessness I've had the past few months not knowing what was going to happen, and when. A lot of time seemingly wasted. As I get closer to my heavenly father because of this empty and down time, I realize that every second counts. Every day that I am still here waiting, may change someone's life. It my change the course of someone's decisions. Or it may just teach me complete patience, and humility. I think the main lesson that was taught, my best friend Matt had to help me realize. Whatever It Takes. We must always do whatever it takes to do the Lord's work. If not, we are coming up short.

My papers have finally been submitted! As of Sunday, July 20th 2009. What a blessing!
Now comes the waiting. The longest two-three weeks of my life, I've been told. The nerves keep rising, and the relief of having them in is fleeing quickly. Replacing with anxiousness and a little bit of nervousness.
This is so awesome. Finally it is happening.

The church is true! And if you don't already know, please ask me about it. I would love to share it with you. Because it would be a waste if I sat here with my knowledge just to keep it to myself.

I love you all for reading.

AHHH!!!!! =))

A bit of bad news and World of good.

What started out to be, what I thought was, pink eye, turned into a corneal abrasion, and then into a very deep cut in my cornea and a small infection.

What an eventful few days it has been. What was a horrible situation turned into a wonderful experience I will never forget.

Although I am not out of the woods yet, I am absolutely sure of a perfect healing. The scare of losing my sight in one of my eyes left me no other choice but to completely turn to the Lord. As I came home for the eye doctor on Monday morning, I was absolutely terrified. The only thing to hold on to was the promise from the night before in a blessing "Your eye will heal. It may take some time, but it will heal."
Though I knew, somewhere within myself, these words were true, I couldn't keep the doubt out of the way. I didn't know what was going to happen. My only choice for comfort was to get on my knees, and pray my heart out.
Before I did that, I was listening to some EFY music, and getting the spirit to reside in me amongst the fear. A song came on that struck me harder than the rest. In Humility Our Savior. I felt the spirit overwhelm me.
I spent a lot of time on my knees after that. That night, I had a complete change of heart. My eye was going to heal, and I knew it. With every fiber in me.
We proceeded to hold a fast within my family, and close families that night, and into the next afternoon. As I spent more time on my knees in prayer, I could feel the love of my Savior, and the love and faith of everyone fasting for me. I don't think I've ever felt more love.
This afternoon, as I sat in the doctors office, the last of my doubt fled. The doctor couldn't have ever expected that kind of improvement. As he told us that, I almost teared up, but soon gained my composure again so I didn't look silly. He told us he wanted to see me once again tomorrow, and that if it kept improving like this, I would recover very quickly. He still thinks that there will be scar tissue, which will impair my vision. But he doesn't know how much.
I believe there will be no scar tissue. I handed this completely over to the Lord, and he has the power to heal the sick, give sight to the blind, and even bring life to the dead. If I put my trust in anyone, it should be him.

I cannot thank enough those that fasted and prayed for my well being. I have an incredible testimony of fast and prayer because of all this. But most of all, I have a new testimony for trust in the Lord, and the work he would have us all do. As long as we stay faithful, and trusting, he will do anything for us. If we ask, it will be given to us. I have a brand new testimony of this.

Again, thank you all so much for your love. I will always be here for you, as you have for me.
I love you all.

The church is true, and if you don't know that yet, find out! It is a wonderful journey.

Nineteeth Birthday Extravoganza!

It was three weeks ago, but I thought I might share the wonderful celebration.

My dad wasn't going to be home the night of my birthday, so Monday night I came home and they ordered my favorite pizza and had a cake. So we spent some time as a family, and my mom took quite a few pictures. Here are a few.



Pretty cool cake


Pretty cool...ON MY FACE!


EATING BABIE...Cakes. Eating some fresh cakes.


Singing to myself.


Making a wish....


And then, after all the singing and making a wish, a stupid monkey blows out my candles. Can you believe that?!


On Tuesday, I had the day off, and met with a ton of friends at applebees where we smashed 25 people on five tables. It was awesome. Alot of friends showed up, and it was a great blessing. I forgot a camera, but thanks to Micah and Jessica, I took a few photos.


From where I was sitting.




And the other end.


Awesome turn out. We went to my house afterwards and played alot of rock band.

Well that's about it.
The church is true! Keep that faith growin.

Love you all.

It's been a while.

What a wonderful Sunday it has been. The weather is incredible! It's finally NOT snowing! I mean...I love the snow, don't get me wrong. It makes for some of the best backflips, ariel 360's, hot chocolate, and broken bones. But as much as I love that all winter long, I'm ready for the sun, long-boarding, bon-fires, and last, but NOT least, camping, swimming and hiking. Which, for the best kind of trips, all three come hand-in-hand.

I quit my job. Obviously hired somewhere else, but no longer anywhere to do with cell phones. It's tough getting away from a job where I know the ins and outs of every little thing, but it's a relief more than anything else. I work at Guitar Center now, working with all sorts of musicians. I love it.

My missionary status has been pretty much a lull. Nothing new, besides the fact my bishop told me a month and three weeks ago he needed two months of me being at church every week. And that can be tough when there are farewells almost every week. But in one week, we will have the go to submit my papers. Hopefully. If nothing else goes wrong.

I'll try and post more often. Thanks to all of those who read.

I shiver at the thought..

I shiver at the thought of a physical Examination because it usually includes 3 things:
Peeing on demand, because I forget to "prepare".
The uncomfortable part, need I say more? (Why is it always so cold in that office?!)
and Needles.

I had my physical today for my papers, and I didn't enjoy any of it. Especially the needles. Blood draw, and a Tuberculosis test. AND I have to go back tomorrow to give my urine sample in the cup they sent home, and to get my results for the TB test. Very fun stuff.

On another note, my dental work is pretty much done. Another appointment or two, and it's over with! For two years, at least.

Just thought I might update you folks who glance at this blog every once in a while. I'm very excited for the next couple weeks. It should be pretty action-packed. I hope to have my call within a month. But we'll see.
Just thinking about it gets my heart racing.

Well please stick around and enjoy some of my favorite Sunday music, and some blogs of my family and friends.

--Jordan.