I have always lived well outside the Western U.S. where there are church buildings in every neighborhood. I have heard Church members refer to anywhere outside Utah as “the mission field.” Many years ago, when I lived in another ward, I had a conversation with a sister in my ward in which she confessed to wishing she could return to the west “where they did things right.” In all honesty, I was really put off by her comment. Not ever having lived out west, I really did not understand what she was longing for. But I did see many people in my ward stepping up and accepting callings they did not feel qualified to do. I saw them seeking to serve people in the best way that they knew how, and I felt like that counted so much more than how well a program was run.