Sunday, Blessed Sunday
Sundays are good. I love Sundays. I look back on my life, at the times I wasn't as active as I should have been and I wonder why. Why I didn't see or understand the blessing of the gospel? Why I didn't see the hand of God so fully in my life? Why I didn't understand the Saviors role so fully? And why I didn't see how much He loved me....and just me? Am I worthy of it all. Probably not. But that wouldn't have changed what the Savior did.
And I love my Sunday School class. I love sharing with them...helping them explore and figure out what the Gospel is to them. Helping them to figure out, for themselves how much they are loved.
Blessing: Having a calling that I love. Lesson: That I need to work harder to create a fuller lesson for my class so they will feel the Spirit more fully.
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