I want to blog. But I haven't known what exactly I should write for the last little while. I've had lots of ideas, but nothing fully developed. So here I am setting a 5 minute timer and just - going for it.
I'm starting to really like my calling. I am the Compassionate Service Leader in my ward and that means that when something big happens like a baby, or a move or sickness or even death, it is my job to contact those in need and find out what we can do for them. And then I get those needs met. Not by myself, heavens, that would be exhausting. I call other members of the ward and ask them to provide meals or assistance or whatever is needed. The first couple months that I had my calling were quiet. But now I've had the chance to fulfil my calling a couple times and I've liked it. I have a lot to learn, but I think this will be something that is really good for me.
When my Bishop told me that the Relief Society president wanted me to do this job, I didn't even know what it was. But as I learned about it, I felt that it was right and it was something that God wanted me to do that will help me to grow. I'm excited to have this calling and to help others. One of my favourite things about this church is how well its members can come together in a crisis. I get to be a big part of that now and I'm excited.
Time's up.
