I’m serious! You will spend a lot of time studying and sometimes a new pen is what it takes to make it through another 3-hour class period. And when you’re having a hard time, go buy a new pen at the bookstore. The MTC is wonderful, but I assure you, when the time comes, you will be more than ready to leave. Although I hear that the West Campus at the Provo MTC has much better food. For everyone else, just remember that “this too shall pass” and you will soon long for a time when there was an abundance of food and every meal was prepared for you.
In fact, the MTC cafeteria is 19-year-old boy heaven. Which is not a bad thing, if you are a 19-year-old boy.
The menu was developed at a time when the vast majority of missionaries were 19-year-old boys. So appreciate the MTC for what it is do not “just make it to Sunday.” It is a small span of time (though it may not seem like it when you feel like you’ve eaten everything in the cafeteria at least 6 times) and it is up to you to make the most of it. There will probably be a point where you think you can’t handle one more hour in that blasted classroom, but the rest of your mission will be nothing like the MTC. The MTC is a crazy place unlike anything you will ever experience, but you should not “just make it until Sunday.” The MTC is an amazing place of spiritual growth and you should soak up every moment. The second most common phrase (next to “welcome to the MTC”) will be “just make it until Sunday.” This is a big fat lie. I loved the chances I had to see them in the field, especially my companion! One thing I didn’t realize before going to the MTC was that I would be in a district with missionaries going to the same mission as me. I can tell you this, the more effort you put in to loving your companion, the better your whole MTC experience will be. I could not have asked for a better companion to go through the MTC with. When you get to your classroom, you will meet your assigned companion! During the time I spent at the MTC, I looked around and could see how every companionship was divinely inspired. It can be pretty nerve-wracking at first, but remember all the other missionaries in the room are in the same boat as you. This is a big part of the reason that missionaries are able to learn necessary vocabulary so quickly. For missionaries learning a new language: the second you walk into your classroom, all you will hear from your teacher will be in your mission language. My orange dot is still on the back of my badge.Īfter gathering your materials, your host will help you take everything to your room and then guide you to your classroom. This means that you pretty much have 10 seconds at the MTC to get your stuff out of the car and say good bye to everyone because the MTC needs your parking spot for the next missionary in line (not so awesome.) Plan ahead and go to lunch or stop at the Provo Temple before your arrival time so that your goodbyes aren’t so rushed. With all that in mind: here’s how I survived the first day of the MTC:īecause of the huge influx of missionaries (awesome!), the Provo MTC is running at its capacity (also awesome!). Third, every missionary is different and will have a different experience. I live an hour away from the Provo MTC, so I got to do the lovely drop-&-go situation. Second, each MTC is a little different and it is certainly much different if you get on a plane to get to the MTC. This means your experience will likely differ from mine. I saw countless changes during the 4 months I was in Philadelphia. First, the Lord truly is hastening His work, which means missionary work is changing rapidly. You’ve been preparing for this since you first came to know of the joy the Gospel brings.) This post really should be titled “How I survived my first day at the MTC” for a few reasons. (Though we all know the first day is long before now, even long before you received your call to serve. The first day of the greatest adventure you will embark on. Long after the white envelope was opened, after endless waiting and preparing, the big day is here.
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