Stake Conference

I was asked about three weeks ago to speak in the evening session of our Stake Conference. Needless to say, I felt extremely inadequate. I have only lived in this stake/town for 4 months. What could I possibly say that could contribute to the topic "Standing in Holy Places?" There are so many other highly capable people in our stake to speak--why me?

I tried to tell myself while I researched the topic, "Whom the Lord call, the Lord qualifies." It didn't help. My face still broke out and I have no finger nails left.

Saturday was Stake Conference. Randy was singing in the choir behind me, I was sitting next to two other people who were also asked to speak, none of whom I knew. I looked out at a congregation of people and I could only recognize 10 faces. I felt extremely intimidated and felt grateful for the blessing Randy gave me before the meeting. I also felt grateful for Auntie Carol and Uncle Jerry who were spoiling my kids by taking them birthday shopping so Randy and I could be together--kind of.

I wish I could tell you what I said. I had five talks prepared and, finally chose the shortest, sweetest talk with the most personal experiences and with only a handful of scriptures. I felt the Spirit and knew that I wasn't talking. Complete strangers came up and congratulated me--well, that's not saying very much since most of them were strangers to me. Still nice of them to take the time to put my mind at ease. They felt the Spirit. For that I am thankful.

When my talk was over, I had the pleasure of listening to our Stake President give a powerful talk. So thankful for our stake presidency. He personally thanked each of the speakers before him saying that they prayed about which topics they should select and who should present them. I hope I didn't let him down.

Afterwards, our sweet hometeachers invited us to join up with other young couples in the stake and meet at Fenton's Creamery. The evening definately ended on a high note! Good food and great friends!

Whew. Only the Fall Festival at the kids school, babysitting for friends and holding up a Prop 8 sign at a prominent crossroad in town to go this week. Whew.

I was wondering what to wear today....

Randy and I haven't had this hard of a laugh in a long time. Should I wear the pizza or the ketchup bottle? Come on Pierre, has your fashion sense left you?

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