Last week, Scott was out of town and I was doing my best to juggle everything on my plate. I was grateful my Sunday School lesson didn’t have to be prepared for Sunday but I was looking forward to the next week’s lesson.
Tuesday night I received a call from the Executive Secretary from church. Whenever you get a call from the secretary, you know one of two things. You are either going to be released from your current calling to serve or you are getting a new calling. (In the LDS church, we are asked to serve in different organizations and you don’t get to choose what you are called to do). For the past 2 years, I have been serving as an adult Sunday School teacher. I LOVE LOVE LOVE that calling. It challenges me. It gives me purpose, focus and strength. I would be perfectly happy to serve in that calling for the rest of my days. So having the call come when I was home without Scott was not welcomed. I really wanted to have my support system by my side when I was released from my favorite calling.
I didn’t sleep that night. I just fretted about what was going to happen. I was sad that I was most likely getting released and I was afraid of what was going to be next. I’ve served in the women’s organization, the Sunday School organization, the young women’s organization but NEVER the little kids organization. In my mind, I had decided that the reason I had never served in the kids organization was because I am not great with kids. I love children but they don’t love me. Growing up, I was never called to babysit the neighbor kids. If they were desperate they would call me once, but never a second time. And I was okay with that.
In our home, I do the “structured play” and Scott does the “fun” play. I would definitely describe him as the playful parent and me as the serious one. I’m not considered a funny person nor am I one that laughs super easily. The humor has to sink in for me to laugh. (Or it needs to be late at night and I need to be tired).
All of that being said, guess what my new calling is?
Introducing Amy Sanford, the newest teacher for the 3-4 year olds!!! Really! I’m dying. Not adapting at all well to this change.
But, it just might provide with some “funny” material for the blog. 6 boys and 2 girls is bound to make me laugh (or cry) each Sunday.
**I am stuck on a picture for this post. Once I come up with one I’ll update it. 🙂