Seeing as how Thursday went so well, I was NOT looking forward to R.S. today. To my surprise, I got a call yesterday to substitute in Buddy's class. To my even more pleasant surprise - it went really well. He cried for the first five minutes (even though I kept telling him I was going to stay and be his teacher today - he wanted "Da Da"). Then we had fun for the rest of the time.
When I got home, I realized what a blessing it was not to have to worry about feeling judged or lonely that last hour of church (not that K or A were in that class, but I still feel that way - why is that?).
When John & I were first married (and living in Happy Valley - yeah that ward was pleasant) we were in nursery every-other-week for the whole time we lived there (2 years). I hated it and didn't think I would ever get over the trauma to have kids of my own. But now that I have been called to be a R.S. teacher (once a month) and I've had this great Sunday - I wonder if I would like to trade callings. Probably not every week, but it is easier to teach 2 year olds than it is 20+ year olds.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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2 comments:
That is true.... children just want to be loved and have fun.... adults are scary!
I totally agree! Kids are awesome! We are in the nursery, we are loving it. We are glad you had a good sunday!
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