Like a good pile of newspapers or a trash bag full of aluminum cans, I find myself today, recycled.
Our Stake Young Women presidency was released yesterday. We knew it was coming for several months, but it was at an early morning meeting yesterday when we got the word that the change would happen that day.
So, they read our names as we were released, and I had about 15 seconds to breathe freely before my name was read again as the 1st counselor to the Stake YW President, again. I knew that it was coming for only about a week and a half, but I was prompted to feel that I would still be serving in the YW in the stake since about camp. Since I had that confirmation, I was simply glad not to be called as the president. I'll happily serve again as a counselor.
So, nothing much has changed in my Church responsibilities. I'm still serving with three wonderful women, supporting 6 congregations worth of YW leaders and teachers, and worrying about and loving approximately 150+ young women aged 12-18 in our stake.
Instead of the recycling the trash scenario, I suppose I should look at it more as you only take the time to recycle something of value--otherwise it isn't worth the saving and collecting and dragging it down to the recycling place. I just hope my value to these good sisters is apparent to them and I am worth the saving and collecting and dragging.
2 comments:
Congrats, Shauna! Of course they wouldn't let you go far. You are way too good with kids and with organization for them to let you go!
Isn't it amazing how being "recycled" can bring new life and determination?
My friend looked at being 'recycled' in two ways: You were so amazingly awesome that they just couldn't let you go OR you still hadn't learned what you needed to...:)
Did you GET to do jury duty?
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