Last week I wrote that there was nothing new, but today there is.
I HAD been in the Young Womens for over three years. I LOVE Young Womens. When I am 95-years-old, I will still love Young Womens and being with the youth, shakin' my 95-year-old body at the youth dances, and cheering at Girl's Camp. I will probably be a Young Womens leader in the next life too. That, or in the Relief Society, but I will have to have lived a Super Celestial life to deserve that one. Nothing touches Relief Society in wonderfulness.
My most feared calling is Primary. I am not sure why. I have always dreaded it. That calling or Ward Librarian. Those are two callings that I willed not to come to me.
I was called to the Primary.
Thank goodness the Church is True, because even while I sat sobbing through Sacrament Meeting as they released and recalled me, I felt myself change, shift.
I have changed into a Primary Teacher. I will love it. I am pumped.
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