The good news and the bad news

So for a little over a year I’ve been attending a Spanish branch of my church. The Spanish branch was so desperate for people that I was immediately called to be a Primary teacher for the six-year-olds. I was terrible at first, but got much better once I realized it was about the kids, not me (epiphany, that). Teaching Primary was fun, but it was also a lot of work. Sometimes I would think, as I was preparing my lesson, It would be nice to go to church and not have to do anything – just sit and learn.

A few weeks ago I decided to return to a singles ward and was looking forward to quiet Sundays. My first day back was last Sunday. After Sacrament Meeting, as I was subconsciously mustering the energy to corral five now-seven-year-olds (and looking forward to having a fun lesson), I looked around and realized: Wait a second. Here I don’t get to do anything – I have to just sit and learn.


One thought on “The good news and the bad news

  1. Oh my dear, just visited for the first time in a long time and read this post. I wouldn’t worry – you will have a calling soon enough. 😉

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