Last October, I was released from my young women calling. I was worried that I would feel SUPER stressed and sad about it all, but just two weeks later, I was called as a youth Sunday School teacher. In fact, the bishop told me that he was hoping the new YW president would call me back in, and when she didn't, he didn't want to lose me working with the youth. Isn't that such a gift? I have worried and worried about being able to control 17-year-old boys in my class, but there is something about me that they like. In the beginning, I couldn't even get them to come to class and members of the Sunday School presidency would need to hunt them down and bring them in, but after a few lessons, they started showing up. In fact, one boy, Gavin, decided that if I was going to ask him to gather copies of the scriptures from the library that he would also bring some random item from the library that he challenges me to incorporate into my lesson. (On a side note,...
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