So I have been feeling the urge to write more lately. Sometimes I realize that I just have a very different perspective from those around me and I just want to share some of those thoughts and experiences that changed me.
Some thoughts are spiritual, I live around a LOT of mormons, and I often feel like the odd one out as I tend to be a more liberal minded feminist (by the standards here, practically everywhere else I would still be considered fairly conservative, though definitely a feminist). and some are just about life (babies, mothering, working, etc.) I don't really anticipate many people reading what I write. But if something resonates with others I am definitely fine with it being shared.
My other blog clevercouture.com will continue to be there for all my sewing and refashioning projects which I will hopefully be better about sharing again once I am past this first trimester, but this one is my personal blog so that I can look back on things. Kind of a slightly less personal journal.
Today I have been thinking a lot about service. I have always felt this huge drive to serve others. I think most people get that feeling. As soon as your basic needs are met, you hope to be able to help others meet theirs too. One of the big reasons (there were many) I wanted to return to work was to develop my skills in a new way so that I could more effectively serve others both physically and monetarily. My husband and I don't need a lot to be happy, and both want to give back where we can. I have always felt that if I was trying to serve and do the right thing then God would help me achieve it. I've had some really great opportunities for service. My church really pushes service and the entire ministry is done through service. Only those who are in the highest presidencies who can no longer hold jobs are paid. I have always said yes to callings and some of them turned out better than others. Being too sick and pregnant to go to girls camp while being a camp director made me not so very helpful but the girls had lots of fun and told me all about it after! But being a Sunday school teacher was fun! I am much more comfortable being with the teenagers, I screwed up enough as a teen to relate, but not so much that I screwed up later life. Also while I was writing this one of the guys in the bishopric called for a meeting.... soooo basically I may have a new calling. However I don't just jump into saying yes. Honestly I turned down the last offer as I knew we would likely be moving in the next few months (it was in our last ward) and the class had already had two teacher changes. I told them the situation and asked them if they really wanted us. They gave the calling to a really sweet couple who put their all into it and loved those kids.... and who had bought their house so definitely weren't moving soon. Plus my last calling hadn't gone so hot so I really did enjoy having a break for awhile. I am not going to go into details, but sometimes the "easy callings" are the hardest. Fingers crossed it's a calling I can handle. I haven't made it through all 3 hours of church (really can they pleaseeee make it two?) since my morning sickness started up, since I am basically a sick log all morning even with medicine, so I am a tad nervous about being able to fulfill it. But I will pray about it and if I feel called to do it then I will do it.
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