Yesterday I was released as the Young Women president of our congregation. Over the last month since our contract on the house, I have cried a lot about this. It's so hard to say goodbye to these girls. They brighten my life and lift me so much. It has been such a blessing to work with them these past 2 years. I didn't cry during Sacrament yesterday. I did cry on the way to ward council, and on the way home, and on the way to church, and just a little when I hugged Pam, but I felt good. We went home after church and I felt wonderful. I played with my kids, and Sean and I talked, and we listened to some good music. I felt fantastic. I know partly because there is a burden to bear with a lot of responsibility. It's absolutely worth it, and I know I didn't carry it alone! But that burden is gone. I was surprised at how wonderful I felt, because often when I get a release from a calling I have doubts about myself, and whether or not I did a good job. But I didn't feel any doubts this time.
A few weeks before my release I had an experience in my calling that was very difficult for me, and I began to doubt my feelings of the past, and wonder what I should do. Through that experience, I felt my father in heaven teaching me about myself, and about Him. He loves me, and He is pleased with me and my efforts. I think that experience is what helped me leave this service feeling well, and without doubting myself.
I am happy that I still get to go on our Laurel Retreat up in Estes Park on Jan. 28th. :) It will be my last "party" with these girls, and I know we're going to have fun.
Life is good.
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