Mission sounds complicated and if you live in Utah that idea might come with a lot of justifiable baggage. But what if it wasn’t meant to be complicated or convoluted? What if mission didn’t mean denying the way we are wired––becoming a debater when our nature is as an artist or becoming a preacher when our sweet spot is as a conversationalist? What if mission flowed from who we are and took place where we lived, where we worked, and to those we meet and love?