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Singing Time!

It's been a hard pill to swallow, not having a calling.  We've been in the ward almost a year and a half, and nothing.  It's especially hard for me to sit in the chapel each Sunday and hear callings given to other people who moved into the ward after us, but oh well.  I always hope for something wonderful, but I've learned that it's just not in the cards for me.

So imagine how happy I was when I was asked to sub in Primary for singing time!  Seriously, I was so excited at the thought of actually having something to DO at church again.  I had the girls go down in the storage room and bring up my box of singing time fun, and I made new visual aids to teach "I Feel My Savior's Love."  I was kinda hoping the chorister would choose one of the other two possible songs (including "Have I Done Any Good in the World Today), but beggars can't be choosers!

It was wonderful.  I loved being up front again, and I loved interacting with the kids.  They are a GREAT group of kids, sitting quietly and listening.  And it was fun to be reminded of all the great ways I've taught songs over the years.

I was slated to teach for two Sundays, but the Saturday night before a third Sunday, the Primary president texted and asked if I could do it again.  There's nothing better than when the president announces to the kids that I'm back, and they CHEER!

I couldn't take any real pictures, but I did take one which I think expresses how excited I am to be back.  I call it "Just Waiting to Start...." :-)

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