While we were in Boise over the holidays, I got a phone call.
I was just finishing up Build A Bear with Mary, when Bro. Mills called Ben asking for me.
While standing in the middle of the Boise Town Square Mall, he extended me a calling to teach the CTR 6 class in the primary. I happily accepted the call. Ben got to be my first substitute since I didn't get home for another week.
I have been on the enrichment and activities committees ever since I have been in the ward. They have been great callings, and I have enjoyed the experiences, but I am ready for a change. This will be so fun!
I am not sure if I was released from the activities committee, but they did release me from Enrichment A.K.A. Relief Society Meeting.
I will miss seeing my friends, especially because I can't make it to playgroup, and now I won't see them in Relief Society either, but hey, there are other ways. All is not lost. There is always a need for a baby shower, a girls night out, a moving in or moving out party, a holiday get together, ect.
There is just something special about being a part of the primary. The simple faith of the children, the cute songs, the things they say that are so profound, and the feeling in the room. It is so precious. I was very happy being in there today.
I am also excited about my class. They all listened and participated. They are all great kids, and there were no problems. I got very lucky.
While we were sitting in Sacrament Meeting today, I was looking through my Primary Binder and making sure my lesson was ready. Mary noticed that there were a bunch of pictures in it and asked if she could look. I gave her the binder and she opened right to the page of the crucifixion of the Savior.
The questions started coming. Pretty soon, we had looked at about 5 pictures and I was telling Mary all about Christ, the atonement, the resurrection, and parts of his life. We took the sacrament while I was talking to her, and I was able to explain to her exactly what we were doing and what it represented. She understood this time...I could see it.
We have told her these stories before, but I could see the light in her eyes and the new understanding she was gaining. The pictures were making it all very real for her. She was so interested and she kept asking for more.
It was a very special time for me to teach my little girl and to watch her understanding broaden.
During primary, a teacher held up a picture and asked the kids what it was. It was one of the pictures Mary and I just talked about earlier. I couldn't help but grin as Mary's hand shot up in the air.
I am so grateful for the chance to teach some very important lessons before the lesson itself. I am grateful that I had that binder on my lap today.
This calling has blessed us already.
O.K. I guess I will make this post longer. Sorry. I wasn't going to post this, but I view our blog as a family scrapbook/journal, so here it goes. Read if you want.
Speaking of lessons. Our angel baby was able to teach us another one this week. I won't elaborate due to the very sacred nature of some of the revelation we have been given with this child, but I will say what I feel I should.
This last week, I began to have some questions that were filling my heart and troubling my soul a little.
Ben and I were able to go to the temple yesterday where my questions were answered simply, completely, and softly. My understanding of the working of the Lord was broadened and my heart was lifted. I am so grateful for all of the lessons our loss this summer has taught me. I am not saying it wasn't a terrible time for us and that our hearts weren't torn, but the blessings that have come to us from that one event have been baffling.
My faith has grown and my understanding of certain aspects of the gospel have been able to expand to lengths I didn't think were possible.
I feel whole and happy regarding our family and the plan for each of us. I have so much hope. It is a wondrous thing.