Sunday Discovery

I purposely kept the kids' blurred for privacy, I sure love 'em to pieces

Today has been a noteworthy day. First, I was released from my primary teaching calling. I am genuinely sad to not be a weekly part of these kids' lives and will miss teaching very much. One of the boys, whose birthday is in October (I've made a deal about visiting each kid for their birthday) asked me as he was leaving class, "You're still coming aren't you?"

I could go on and on about the many lessons primary kids have taught me over the past four years (!!). One of the girls I taught in my first batch of kids gave a talk as a youth speaker today. Time marches on doesn't it? The class she was in (four years ago), I felt strongly about the scripture that talks about the sons of Mosiah and Alma the Younger, where they met up with one another after 14 years and find that "they were still brothers". I told her class they would stick with each other for the next 8 years of church life and someday feel the same way. I encouraged them all to "watch out for one another" and to "have each other's backs" as their friendship would be so valuable.

In one of the other classes, we had a visitor one day, share how he knew Heavenly Father loves him, which was that his dad was able to find a job.  I loved hearing these kids pray, especially when they included the children not present. One boy would say in his prayers, "Please bless our buddy, _____ that he can come next time." Another unforgettable lesson
 was when one boy shared a very scary near-drowning experience he'd had, concluding with the lesson: "We all need a rescuer".

One of the boys prayed today that I would do a good job in my new calling. Isn't that sweet? I had a big discussion with my class about being released. I asked the kids what they think I should have said when asked (by bishopric) to do a different assignment on Sundays. My faithful CTR class agreed I needed to say I would be willing to do a different assignment, even when it meant I wouldn't get to be with these good kids.

Aunt Karen and Uncle Mac

Also noteworthy on this Sunday, and certainly less reverent than what I wrote above:  after wearing this dress all summer on many occasions (I can only pack so many dresses for summer vacation you know), I discovered this morning I've been wearing it backwards all along (study these bottom pictures vs the top picture on this page). Chalk this one up to the many Colette Embarrassments.

Uncle Kenny and Aunt Diane

Aunt Myrna and Uncle Steve

I had these last three pictures taken at my parents' 50th in June. This past year, I have really wanted a picture with my aunts and uncles. I still need to get one with Uncle Heber and Aunt Nancy and do a re-take with Uncle Gaylin and Aunt Edna in addition to starting this process with Mom's brothers and sisters.