at the end of last semester, i had a thought: "oh man, my last semester is going to be so much fun, it is going to be so easy! i'll have a few classes, but i'll be able to have lots of free time which means lots of playtime!" i was so excited. and then, i got a little text message "Can you meet with bishop tonight at 9:30?"
i've never wanted to avoid the bishop so much in my life. my roommates and i were scheduled to have a little dinner at our best chinese place in rexburg and all i could think was "pfft! i got plans! who do they think they are trying to get me to come in TODAY! no, i'm not going. what do they want anyway? i didn't do anything!" i figured by the time that we got back from dinner, it would be too late to go see the bishop. it wasn't. i went. i got a calling.
to the dismay of many, i've been called as one of the relief society presidents in my ward. honestly, i don't know what the good Lord was thinking or why i'm doing this. what i do know is that He knows me and He knows what i have the capacity to do. He has sustained me and will continue to sustain me through all of the things that i have to do this semester. i'm grateful for the past experiences that have taught me that.
so much for an easy last semester, though.
p.s.
my roommates and i have stared a blog. i know its cheesy, but we really love each other so you can read if you want. blogity blog blog
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