I have been thinking about that sentence all day long. Today the Lord took something away from me and gave me something else, and I'm still getting used to the idea. Remember how I said about a month ago that I had finally gotten my dream calling of bein a RS teacher? Well, that's what was taken away. In its place, I was called as the second counselor in the YW presidency.
At first, I was NOT happy about this. I accepted the calling out of obligation. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this could be really good for me. I don't think I really like teenagers, but I'm sure that will change as I get to know the girls I serve. I know that in this ward (as in probably most wards) YW takes a LOT of time. I was really nervous about how I would fulfill this calling when Andrew is gone and I'm toting the kids around with me. But you know what? People have done harder things. Like my sister-in-law Brittani. She was the president, with 3 kids and pregnant with her 4th. So really, this will be fine. It will be a piece of cake compared to what others have done.
As I sat in my first YW meeting today remembering how, not so long ago, I sat in there as a youth, I realized that this calling is where I'm supposed to be. I have never before felt nervous or unqualified for a calling. I've never hesitated at saying yes to a calling. I've never wondered if I was the best person for the job - until now. And I guess that's good for me. It will stretch me in ways my other (music) callings never have. And although I am not ready to laugh at the Lord's sense of humor in giving me my dream calling for all of one month and then taking it away, I guess I should be grateful I even had it at all.