Never in my life did I think the day would come when I would receive a calling that would make me not want to go to church. I thought I had served in every capacity and though some are more preferable then others, I received a calling that churns my stomach in unpleasant ways. Would I ever turn a calling down . . .no. I believe we need to do our part because that is what keeps the ball rolling. Do I complain- never! Except to my husband and now the whole world of
bloggers- but you won't tell will you?!
What could this new calling be that makes my knees shake with fear and and eyes fill with tears? Have you any guesses?
Well I'll tell you. I am the new Relief Society Chorister. That is right, I lead the music. I would rather give a lesson to 5
ooo people. Come to find out, I can't lead music worth a darn. Even worse, I can't lead music and sing at the same time. So if you find yourself in Relief Society with me, do yourself a favor, keep your eyes on the hymn book. I am pretty sure my song leading technique does little to invite the Spirit.
Kiera's comment: "Maybe after your done waving your hand at the old ladies, they'll give you a calling you do like." I guess I have complained to her too. Whoops. The complaining stops here.