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Monday, February 2, 2009

Our new ward

We went to our new ward yesterday. I love that no matter what ward you go to in the church, it feels the same. Brant has promised me that we would get to church early EVERY Sunday. It is a little pet peeve...okay, MAJOR pet peeve of mine to be on time. By the way, I follow this mantra: when you're early you're on time; when you're on time you're late; and when you're late you're lost. We were sitting in the pews at four minutes til. It makes me so happy. I don't know why. It is just a major pleaser for me to be to church on time.

I have also tried this experiment many times over the years. Whenever I am needing answers or help I always pray that I will find an answer in the church meetings. It works every time. Yesterday, I thought about what would be helpful and prayed that Brant would feel the Spirit and his testimony would grow. No sooner had the thought left my mind, than I felt a prompting that I would need to bear my testimony today. Because of all of the people that would speak, Brant would listen to me.

I thought, "No. I don't think you understood my request. I wanted You to do something---not me. I can't get up in front of all these people. I am new in this ward. I don't know anyone."

Again I felt, "It was your request, this is what you need to do." BTW, I just paraphase what I think I am hearing. These are not the real words. I assume you all know that. This reminds of the time I prayed for wisdom and humility. Be careful what you pray for. The Lord will not give it to you, you have to work for it.

Needless to say I was the second person at the pew. I didn't want to wait the whole meeting hyperventilating. Lane started screaming so loud while I was speaking (because he wanted me) that Brant had to get up and leave the meeting. It was a great way for Lane to introduce our family to the ward. Fortunately, the twins sat quietly on the pew listening to me speak. When I went to sit down, they yelled, "Here she comes! She's coming back!" I received applause from them. Then Porter announced, "I have to pee!"

I ran into Brant outside the sacrament meeting when I was taking the twins to the bathroom. While I traded kids with him, he said, "You'll have to tell me what you said, cause I didn't get to hear anything."

I thought to myself, "Great plan Heavenly Father. He didn't even hear me. You made me do that for this!" I kept saying, "I'm sure there is a greater purpose." After the meeting, we were literally mobbed by the people coming up to introduce themselves to us. It was wonderful. Lots of the men went up to Brant and talked to him. I thought, "Wow! Maybe it wasn't what I had to say that was as important as letting people know we were new." I don't know why we have to do some things, but I do believe in the promptings of the Spirit.

Anyway, it seems like a great ward. It is older than our other ward. There is only ONE (instead of three) nurseries. There are not very many babies around. And it has been established for a long time. One woman told me that she was so glad to have a new family move in as it does not happen very often. Our other ward constantly had people coming and going. I really did enjoy the people in the old ward, but know there will be great people in this ward too. BTW, we have a local celebrity in our ward. Kendall Tenney from News 3 attends.

2 comments:

Riss said...

New wards are fun and exciting but they take getting used to. I don't know about you, but in our ward here, it feels like they really need us and there isn't enough to go around. Good luck! My goodness! Everytime I read your blog I realize how far we have come from our trailer in Vermillion.

seven smiles said...

Hi Liz,
great post-- listening to the spirit, following it, doubting the real necessity of it but having faith anyway--all good lessons. Heavenly Father KNOWS what we need. Are we brave enough to just do it?
BTW, I talked to Vicki yesterday and I am so happy for your upcoming trip to St. George. :)
Best wishes.
J