home teachers
what a day. a good day. this week i didn't stress out soo much about my lesson. i'm trying to have more faith. it was there on my mind during the week and i worked on it last sunday, but the majority of the work on it i did last night and early this morning. i appreciate the struggle with the spirit i go through on sunday mornings. i do really hope the lessons are beneficial to the class but i know that preparing them stretches me and in the process i remember my testimony about different things and how i used to feel and it's hard to explain but it puts me in a good place and i'm really thankful for that. and i know that i have a lot of growing and learning to do--to become a better teacher but i'm just saying that i'm appreciating the journey. i really need this journey.
thankfully some people had some good comments. i was unsure at first. it seemed like i was staring at a sea of blank faces. part of that had to do with my questions i realize. they were awkwardly put. but praise be the class warmed up a little and people had some insights. i especially appreciated brother moimoi's humble testimony, and the insights from the elliots. i like the way you don't know how other people's thoughts fill in your gaps. know what i mean? anyways after class cathy elliot told me that she likes my lessons and i said i loved it when they commented and then i had my chance to talk to brother elliot. he's the new high priest leader and we've been wanting home teachers. so i started "brother elliot, you're the high priest group leader right?" he talks really fast. "yes. are you a widow?" i laugh "no." he shoots out another couple of questions along the same line. eventually i told him we'd like to know if we have hometeachers and if so, who they are. he got me to write down who we were and stuff and he said he was talking to the bishop that day and he'd see.
so today after church we got a call from him and he basically said that he was taking us on himself and could he come tonight because he was leaving town tomorrow for a month. wow, he's a real go getter. not a procrastinator bone in his body. not even one of those tiny ear bones. my biggest bones like the femur and the cranium are the procrastinating ones. my ear bones protest but it's a feeble protest against the majority of my skeleton. anyways i digress. like i said before he talks really fast. he has rapid fire questions. right away he made me feel like we were a priority and that he cared about us and that being our hometeacher was important to him. it's nice. he phoned me right back and asked if he had to wear a suit. i was all, it doesn't matter to us, whatever. he was like "really?" "yep." "really really really? you promise?" "yep" i said. he asked if even shorts were ok because he had just changed into shorts. i found this amusing. "sure. we dont' care." "well i don't want to tempt you with my legs..." haha. cathy came with him and he was wearing pants. she said "kent do you think it's appropriate...?" he made some joke about his legs again.
we had a really nice visit. i really like them. i knew i would. brother elliot asked us lots of questions to get to know us and he and cathy shared with us too about how they met (actually they told us that at church. it had to do with donny osmond strangely enough) and issues around being single and so on. brother elliot is all energy. he makes me think of someone on caffine. cathy is calm and serene. we're now equiped with his email, cell phone and a promise that even if he's out of town he'll get back to us and arrange whatever it is we need. they left with a prayer. it was a really nice feeling to have hometeachers again.
i've eaten so much watermelon that there may be dire circumstances as a result. yesterday on the way back from surrey i saw a billboard with a slice of watermelon on it and from that moment i had to have some watermelon. i love watermelon. it's so cool and crisp and light and juicy. so i stopped at safeway and purchased a watermelon. they only had these huge ones and i only brought in the sheep (my change purse with sheep on it). i tried to find the smallest one but at the chashier it turned out i was a dollar and twenty three cents short. i felt bad for the cashier. there was a shy kid in front of me who was waiting for his mother but put all of his stuff on the belt before she got there and he had no money, and then there was me. i appologized for being the second trouble in a row and said i had to run out to my car. my cashier was nice about it. anywas all i ate for supper was watermelon. i wasn't that hungry. and this morning i had watermelon and bran buds for breakie and i had some watermelon for supper and some chicken. in two days i finished half of the melon.
thankfully some people had some good comments. i was unsure at first. it seemed like i was staring at a sea of blank faces. part of that had to do with my questions i realize. they were awkwardly put. but praise be the class warmed up a little and people had some insights. i especially appreciated brother moimoi's humble testimony, and the insights from the elliots. i like the way you don't know how other people's thoughts fill in your gaps. know what i mean? anyways after class cathy elliot told me that she likes my lessons and i said i loved it when they commented and then i had my chance to talk to brother elliot. he's the new high priest leader and we've been wanting home teachers. so i started "brother elliot, you're the high priest group leader right?" he talks really fast. "yes. are you a widow?" i laugh "no." he shoots out another couple of questions along the same line. eventually i told him we'd like to know if we have hometeachers and if so, who they are. he got me to write down who we were and stuff and he said he was talking to the bishop that day and he'd see.
so today after church we got a call from him and he basically said that he was taking us on himself and could he come tonight because he was leaving town tomorrow for a month. wow, he's a real go getter. not a procrastinator bone in his body. not even one of those tiny ear bones. my biggest bones like the femur and the cranium are the procrastinating ones. my ear bones protest but it's a feeble protest against the majority of my skeleton. anyways i digress. like i said before he talks really fast. he has rapid fire questions. right away he made me feel like we were a priority and that he cared about us and that being our hometeacher was important to him. it's nice. he phoned me right back and asked if he had to wear a suit. i was all, it doesn't matter to us, whatever. he was like "really?" "yep." "really really really? you promise?" "yep" i said. he asked if even shorts were ok because he had just changed into shorts. i found this amusing. "sure. we dont' care." "well i don't want to tempt you with my legs..." haha. cathy came with him and he was wearing pants. she said "kent do you think it's appropriate...?" he made some joke about his legs again.
we had a really nice visit. i really like them. i knew i would. brother elliot asked us lots of questions to get to know us and he and cathy shared with us too about how they met (actually they told us that at church. it had to do with donny osmond strangely enough) and issues around being single and so on. brother elliot is all energy. he makes me think of someone on caffine. cathy is calm and serene. we're now equiped with his email, cell phone and a promise that even if he's out of town he'll get back to us and arrange whatever it is we need. they left with a prayer. it was a really nice feeling to have hometeachers again.
i've eaten so much watermelon that there may be dire circumstances as a result. yesterday on the way back from surrey i saw a billboard with a slice of watermelon on it and from that moment i had to have some watermelon. i love watermelon. it's so cool and crisp and light and juicy. so i stopped at safeway and purchased a watermelon. they only had these huge ones and i only brought in the sheep (my change purse with sheep on it). i tried to find the smallest one but at the chashier it turned out i was a dollar and twenty three cents short. i felt bad for the cashier. there was a shy kid in front of me who was waiting for his mother but put all of his stuff on the belt before she got there and he had no money, and then there was me. i appologized for being the second trouble in a row and said i had to run out to my car. my cashier was nice about it. anywas all i ate for supper was watermelon. i wasn't that hungry. and this morning i had watermelon and bran buds for breakie and i had some watermelon for supper and some chicken. in two days i finished half of the melon.
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