Be careful what you wish for... : )

Two weeks ago, our ward split, and it couldn't have come a moment sooner. Since we moved in over almost a year and a half ago, it was ready to burst with members. What took them so long to make the change, I'll never know, but either way I'm just grateful to be in a new ward, even though we had to leave some great people behind. We are now in the Spring Creek Ward, and we get to meet in the building right behind our house. Woot Woot! But back to two weeks ago: the ward split, and I thought that maybe it would be my opportunity to finally get a callings, since it'd been years since I'd had one. Like many young women, my dream calling would be Young Womens (like my wordplay?), but with my responsibilities with Lexie, I knew that at this time that would not be the calling for me, since I couldn't possibly give the calling the time it would need without my children suffering. So I started praying. For a week, every night in my prayers I asked Heavenly Father for a calling that would be a good fit for me, one I would both enjoy and grow from, and one that I would have enough time to fulfill. As the week neared an end, I started wondering what calling I might receive. It occured to me that if I was called to something "small", like a commitee member, or to be the person in charge of putting away the hymn books after relief society, I may feel disappointed, but apparently that would be all Heavenly Father felt I could fit in my schedule, and I should trust His judgement. It then also occured to me that if I were called to something "huge" and time-consuming, I may feel overwhelmed, but I specifically asked for a calling that would fit in my life and allow me to give Lexie the time and attention she needs, and I would have to have faith that He knows what I can handle better than I do. Heavenly Father chose the latter.

A week ago I was called to be the Secretary in the Primary presidency. In a new building. In a brand new ward. With no teachers. And no supplies. Oh, and a primary of over 150 kids.

Sometimes I wonder if Heavenly Father has me mixed up with another "Lizzie", because He seems to have an overly high standard for what I can handle. That being said, I'm loving my calling! It's been a crazy week. It was literally a week ago when the presidency was called, and that was it. But the Bishopric asked us to have Primary up and running by the NEXT week, and may I remind you we had no teachers, no music people, no supplies, no nursery toys, no classroom assignments, and once again the little complication of 150+ children to consider. Needless to say, there was a lot to accomplish in a short period of time, but we did it! I'm personally impressed with myself considering I knew NOTHING about what it takes to run Primary, or what a Primary Secretary even does, added to the fact that the week was a perfect storm of inconvenience. Lexie has been excessively clingy (thankfully in a very lovey dovey way), Seth is teething and wants only to be held, and I had an all day AG Bell conference on Saturday, all of which limited my available working time. But our awesome President knew what she was doing, crossed her 't's and dotted our 'i's, and planned out every possible disaster. Primary ran nearly perfectly today, which has me excited for what we can do in the future with even more time and planning. Our ward is going to rock! And I'm honestly in love with being the Secretary. Sharing Time is way more fun that Sunday School and Relief Society. No offense, but we have songs and games. You just can't beat that. And the kids in our ward are great. I spent the two hours trying not to crack up at the things they would say.

So here's to the future. I'm sure there will be countless more posts on this subject. If anyone has any ideas or tips, those of you with more experience than me, please please please pass them my way. I want our Primary to be the coolest Primary ever, and we all know that's not coming from me (without any assistance, that it).