This should have been the third installment of the previous two posts. As I have reflected on the feelings that I've had over these past few weeks I've realized that they were gifts of preparation from my loving Heavenly Father for things to come. Eric was asked to serve as the 1st counselor in our ward's new bishopric. This change in responsibility took place on Sunday. He was asked to serve in this capacity a week ago Sunday so we had a week to ponder and worry and feel inadequate and humbled about it. Most people who are reading this blog know us, know me, know our religion, but in case you don't know as well, click on the links.
I know that Eric will serve well, that it will take a lot of extra time and that we'll be okay sitting in the pew on Sundays without him which is actually the thing that I've felt the most apprehensive about, silly, I know. But I'm aware that God is aware of me and everyone in our ward is aware that we have 4 children and I need help. Hopefully my children will let that help be given willingly, and I'll be humble enough to accept help without feeling offended. ;) We are really lucky to have Chad and Angie next door. Angie has become Laine's favorite coloring partner at church and I'm just going to have to assign Chad to Cannon detail to help keep us in our seats. Wish us luck -- and better yet, keep us in your prayers.