Monday, October 24, 2016

Two Tender Mercies in One Sabbath Day, October 23, 2016

I have to quickly write the feelings of pure joy and adoration for my Father in Heaven over something that happened today.

Probably only my family will read this in my life, but I won't write too much of the background, but suffice it to say that I have enjoyed my Stake Primary Presidency calling as First Counsellor.  I have enjoyed getting to know the Stake leaders, the leaders in each ward of our stake.  I have enjoyed doing sharing times at each ward conference, feeling the children's spirits, the teacher's love and dedication.

But I have truly and deeply missed being in a ward.  We are away from our ward for all the 10 ward's primary programs, and for each ward's ward conferences.  I have felt like I don't really fit in anywhere.  Of course, I love my presidency - Julie, Susan and Lisa, but I've still missed my ward.

I have also felt a deep desire to be with our Elizabeth in Young Women's.  I was able to serve in Young Women's when Heather was in it, and I missed being in it with Nikole.  It's probably my favorite place to serve.  I love teenagers.

Soooo, privately, for the last six months, or with Blaine only, I have prayed fervently that Heavenly Father would not forget me, that if it were possible, I would love to be back in my ward, and especially love to serve with my Elizabeth in Young Women's.  (Our Stake Primary presidency has served for 3 years).  I would always say, "If it be Thy will".  I would also ask that my ward leaders would be prompted to think of me.

I knew it was a long shot, because stake leaders aren't usually released until the Stake Presidency says it' time.

When fall approached and my president began to call for a couple of stake primary presidency meetings, I thought that this was my answer.  I needed to put my whole heart in, and we were going to do another year.  So, I did.  But I kept praying.

Well, Sunday, Lisa Foster and I asked to attend our own ward primary sacrament program.  Julie and Susan went to Victor to ward that had theirs at 9 am, also.

As I was sitting in our chapel, waiting for the sacrament meeting to start, Brother Peter McKellar, who is in our Bishopric, came to me, and asked if I could meet with the Bishop at 10:15, after sacrament meeting!  My heart started beating faster : )  I thought, "Could this really be?"   But then I told myself that the Bishopric probably wanted to ask some primary question from a Stake leader.  Or maybe they had some kind of question.  I knew that Jill, our current primary president, was moving to Idaho Falls, so it could be a primary president calling.  I knew that Becky, my long, dear friend who served in my RS Presidency, and has been the YW President for a long time, maybe four years, is due for a release, so it could be a young women calling of any sort . . . but I just was having trouble, believing that it could be either, I told myself it must be a question.

After sacrament meeting, Lisa and I went to our Primary, representing the Stake, to tell the children and leaders what a good job they did.

Then I went to wait outside the Bishop's office.

Soon, the door opened, and Bishop Hill and Brother Bob Foster, were in the hallway, talking to someone.  Then I was invited in.

I sat down, across the desk from them.  Bishop Hill and I chit-chatted for a few minutes.  Then he said that they had a new calling to extend to me, that he had talked to the stake already, and received their approval, and he wanted to know if I would be willing to accept a call to be our ward's Young Women's First Counsellor in the Presidency!!!!! : ) : ) : )

Oh, my!  Hosannah!  Hosannah!  Alleulia! My prayer had been answered!  I choked right up, and cried, but squeaked out my story of praying fervently for 6 months, but I didn't want to complain,  and told how I had prayed that Bishop Hill or Peter or Bob Foster would be prompted to remember me, if it was the Lord's will.  I told how I miss my own ward.

Bob and Bishop Hill looked very touched.  I told them they listened to the Spirit!  They told me the President was Ann Marie Kunz, so really it was she who listened to the Holy Ghost.  Oh!  Words cannot express the joy I feel over this miracle.   This tender mercy!  The Heaven's are still open, the Lord still hears every person's heartfelt prayers.  Valiant members of the Church still listen to promptings from the Father!

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