
My layout of what I'm focused on right now...living in a whirlwind!

I felt inspired to give a lesson on the topic of "Spiritual & Physical Welfare" on Sunday for my Presidency message. As I was preparing for it and for a family dinner, I threw my back out on Friday. It was so bad that it took everything I had to walk and get around. I silently prayed to Heavenly Father that if he wanted me to give this lesson Sunday, then I need a miracle. I wasn't surprised when He came through and I was able to give the lesson without too much difficulty. I think it went well but there were unfavorable repercussions.
First of all, two people came up to me afterwards wanting help for something they were perfectly capable of arranging for themselves. (Um, did we just not talk about what you do when you need help? We specifically said when you need help with anything, you first exhaust your own resources, then seek help from immediate family, then extended family, and THEN you ask the church for help. In one ear and out the other, I tell ya...) Then I received word from someone else who is notorious for trying to put people in their place with her two cents. Can I scream now??? I knew this was a demanding calling but I didn't think it was emotionally demanding and it required me to have so much patience with *adult* women, some of which are more than twice my age. Grrrr! Get it together, people!
The hard part about this calling is not the meetings and doing your job according to protocol. It's when the people don't listen and decide to be problematic for everyone. It's overwhelming sometimes.
I attended a stake meeting last night and met up with another fellow R.S. President. She said she thought I was so awesome. I said thanks but that I didn't feel very awesome. When she asked why, I told her I am not very compassionate (especially lately) but that I was glad to have two counselors and a secretary who are and who inspire me to be better. She said, "Don't you know? You don't get more compassionate as time goes on with your calling....you get less compassionate because you see how people are creating their own problems." I feel bad to say this but I was glad that I wasn't the only who felt this way. A fellow priesthood leader said I would feel more compassionate as time goes on but I think it's going the opposite direction.
I fully recognize that I am not perfect, nor have I ever claimed to be. I am only one person and I am not capable of meeting the undue demands of people who don't do anything to try and help themselves. Sometimes I wonder if people have *any* respect for my and my husband's time.
This weekend, Kevin & I are celebrating our 13 year anniversary. At first, I told Kevin I didn't want to take a trip since we have so much to do before this baby gets here (see list on layout above). But I think I need a break before I have to kill someone! So, we're heading to my one of my favorite places on earth, the BEACH! I'm hoping to find my attitude adjustment and my new perspective while I'm there.





2 comments:
Beth, there are just people in this world who expect others to pick up their slack. I'm sure you have much more patience than you think. I've always know you to be a sweet, giving, loving person. Keep your head up.
I appreciate your kind words, Susan! You are so sweet!
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