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a confession and not the "bread" I expected

Okay, I have a confession to make.   But first a little background.
Last June when I was called to be a primary worker I was bummed.   I'll admit it. Especially when I found out that I wasn't even going to be teaching my own son's class.
I was bummed because the bishopric counselor mentioned to me that my name was submitted by the YW organization at the same time but that they felt I should go into the primary.   Again.  
I had just left "primary mode" 12 months before and I was super disappointed that instead of being given the chance to work with my girls and go to fun firesides and midweek activities, I would be waiting on the couch for them for an hour and half  every Wednesday night.
Let me be clear.
I firmly believe you serve where you are asked to serve.   And you should do it to the best of your ability. And I do.  I just was sad at an opportunity missed.
I might have even been a little resentful, if I'm being honest.  I spent 17 years working in YW.  T…

latter day loaves and fishes

Here is a perfect example of latter day loaves and fishes from the life of my dear friend, Victoria.  She shared this experience in institute last year and we were all touched by it.  
The principle of tithing is one that I have a deep testimony of: it's one of the few commandments which we can claim perfection while on this earth; you are either perfect at paying your  tithing or you're not, there is no gray area. Tithing allows us to not only show our gratitude to our Father in Heaven for all that we are and all that we have, but it forces us to admit that we are not self sufficient;  we need His help in our daily lives.
In late 1974, my family and I were living in Argentina. My parents were baptized in June 1972 and a little over 2 years later, my father was called as one of the first bishops in our city. Only one of the families in our ward had been through the temple to receive their endowments and be sealed, so my dad had challenged the ward to set a goal for all of the fa…

Loaves, Fishes, and Missionary Meals

I really loved the institute lesson this morning.    .   We talked about 1 Kings 17.  It's a story that most might find familiar.   Elijah, the prophet, has gone into hiding.  His life is in danger as he has spoken out against Ahab, the king.  He survives in the desert for quite some time but is eventually directed by God to travel to Zarephath where he will find a widow who has been instructed to sustain him.  When he finds her, he calls to her and says:
10.  Fetch me, I pray thee, a little water in a vessel, that I may drink.  11 And as she was going to fetch it, he called to her, and said, Bring me, I pray thee, a morsel of bread in thine hand.  12 And she said, As the Lord thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but an handful of meal in a barrel, and a little oil in a cruse: and, behold, I am gathering two sticks, that I may go in and dress it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.  13 And Elijah said unto her, Fear not; go and do as thou hast said: but make me thereof a …

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