Sunday, January 24, 2010
So you know when you get that call from the Executive Secretary that the bishop would like to meet with you and your husband after church? Oh great, a new calling. You start wondering, am I going to like it? Hate it? How hard is it going to be, how much time will it take? You start imagining the callings you think you would love (anything in Young Women, Enrich committee [I know it's not called Enrichment any more so what would it be, Relief Society meeting committee? That 's going to take some getting used to]). You start imagining the callings you dread getting (scouts, Adult Sunday school teacher). Then as you sit in church they release one of the Relief Society teachers and don't call a new one so you start thinking, "I don't want to be a Relief Society teacher. I mean it is only once a month which would be nice but I can't stand up in front of all those women who are so much more spiritual and knowledgeable than me and try to teach them, I'll feel like a fool." So you go to meet the bishop. He calls your husband in first and asks if he'll support you in a calling. "What is the calling," your husband asks. "I'm not going to say, I just want to know if you'll support her," replies the bishop. This goes back and forth for a minute and then finally your husband says, "yeah, I'll support her." Out comes your husband and the bishop has you go in. "So," he says, "do you have a lot of extra time in your life." "A yeah bishop, I've only got five kids a husband and two dogs, plenty of extra time on my hands." Okay that wasn't really my response. I actually said something like, "Not a whole lot of extra time with five kids but why do you ask?" Again he wouldn't give me an answer just yet. I assured the bishop he was making me really nervous. He called my husband in and proceeded to ask me if I would accept a calling as the Relief Society President. Yeah, I know, my jaw hit the floor too. I believe my first response after almost bursting into tears while laughing hysterically and barfing all over the bishop's desk was "Are you serious?" I was sure he must be making an early April Fools joke. Apparently he wasn't because today I was set apart as the Relief Society president. And to think I was afraid I was going to be called to be a R.S. teacher, HAHAHAHA! That'll teach me to think that I don't want what now seems like a piece of cake calling. Anyways, I'm still not sure how this'll all pan out but I guess I'll give it my best and hopefully it'll be a great adventure. I'm very humbled and will admit I've definitely felt the spirit as I've prayed about which women to call to serve with me in the presidency. I guess the Lord knows something I don't and we'll just have to wait to see what it is.