Sunday, January 5, 2014

Fast Sunday

As I considered the title for this post I was remembering when the kids were all home.  I don't remember which of the children asked me whether it was a "slow Sunday or a fast Sunday".  Ever since that time, I seldom think of fast Sunday without thinking of that time...funny how it becomes a stream of consciousness but I don't remember who asked the question....

By the time I was finished with everything last night I didn't get into bed until nearly 1:30.  I tried to sleep but found it restless and difficult.  My knees were killing me and couldn't find a comfortable spot. Finally I just got up and worked on Primary Music.  I've been trying to get some wiggle worms made (with Pom poms and wiggly eyes and accordion folded bodies with the songs printed on them) and I put the heads together this morning.  I also got my "cheat" poster made for the back of the room for "He Sent His Son".  And, I got my prompts made for the kids and other props collected.  

I did get to church a few minutes past eight...and I had a few minutes to run through the songs.  "Dearest Children" was ok.  So was Count Your Many Blessings".  However, finding a legato touch for "In Memory of the Crucified"  needed much, much, much more practice.  Shortcut mode would have to be used and even then I'm afraid it wasn't great.  Of all the hymns to struggle with...it shouldn't be the sacrament hymn!  Oh well...I'm pretty certain The Lord is taking everything into account...at least I hope so.  Gratefully our congregation is so supportive.

Primary went well but I didn't have time to even introduce "He Sent His Son".  Even though I knew that our time had changed - duh?!?! - for some reason it didn't translate into Primary and I didn't realize until I only had 15 minutes left that I still had Sr. Music to do...oops!  For the past year we've started church at 11:30 - on the HALF HOUR!  Today it was at 9:00...and there were lots of changes...oh well.
I scrapped the new song for senior with such limited time and decided to share the second verse of "I Wonder When He Comes Again".   After we'd sung it once I dissected the verse and asked the kids how they would feel and what we could do to be ready.  I testified to them that this song wasn't about something that "might" happen, but that indeed, the Savior WILL return and urged us all to do the things this verse talked about to be prepared.  The spirit was so strong....  This is such an amazing calling and so much less work than seminary!  Lol!

When we got home, we had some lunch, watched a stargate episode and then came upstairs for a nap.  I'm exhausted and thought I would really sleep...NOT!!!  Perhaps tonight I will finally relax enough to get to sleep soundly.  Last night reminded me of the Sunday nights when I was teaching seminary...too keyed to sleep...but each night got easier...until the next Sunday night!  It also reminded me of Felicia - Sunday nights were awful for her too...stress, stress, stress...and love that melatonin!  

We watched a movie, Molly, with Elizabeth Shue.  A terrific movie of a woman with an autism-like disorder and her relationship with her brother.  It was funny, touching, and inspiring to remind everyone that regardless of the mental capacity or challenge, there is a valiant spirit in there...somewhere.  It reminded me of my Dad...I hope he knows how much I admire his indomitable spirit in facing his dementia, and how much I love and miss him and Mom...their passing is getting harder as the months and years pass.  

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