I got to teach primary yesterday. I am not really a primary person so when the note was being passed around in Sunday School requesting a primary teacher for the third hour of the block, I tried to pass it off to someone, anyone. But unfortunately for me, I was sitting right in the middle of both the young women's and young men's presidency so they all had good excuses--which I did not. I even tried to pass it off to the bishop, who just laughed and wished me luck.
So reluctantly I took the note and walked down the hall to the primary room. The president handed me a manual and put me in a room with 11 seven year olds. I was then given a sign that said,, "Help Me" to put on the door if things got too out of hand. I thought "Seriously, how hard can seven year olds be? I won't need the sign." Well, I didn't use, it, but only out of pride. The class was CRAZY!! I am sure there was never a second when all 11 kids had their bottoms in their chairs and their mouths closed at the same time. I left feeling so grateful for the few challenges my 20 fourteen-year-olds give me in seminary. And I left with greater appreciation for all of you out there who teach primary.
One more random thought . . . I really enjoyed the Relief Society broadcast Saturday night but I did have to chuckle at the name change for the mid week relief society meetings from "Home, Family and Personal Enrichment" to just being called "Relief Society Meetings." Sister Beck said the change was made after consultation with the First Presidency and Quorum of the Twelve. Now can you just picture that meeting? I picture fifteen men sitting there discussing possible names and one of them raising his hand and asking, "Umm, has anyone ever thought of just calling it Relief Society?" Great idea!!
Lastly, here is a little thought for the day. "Give yourself an award today, or even a standing ovation. Even if its just for preparing a fabulous breakfast [or any breakfast at all], getting the kids off to school on time, or just breathing. We all need acknowledgment." Loretta LaRoche.
Okay everyone, I want to hear the clapping!!
And may you always have . . . joy in your journey.