Tender little mercy.

I remember the days when I would go to church and feast on the spirit that I would feel. I looked forward to it every week and would become so excited when I would learn something new in my gospel doctrine class or Relief Society. Truth be told, I don't get that too often these days. It's been about 5 months since Corky has had his calling, which has left me to sit during Sacrament meeting with my two little girls alone. Now I can barely get through a single speaker without hearing "Mom, I want snacks." "Mom, I want to take my shoes off." and "Mom, I need to go potty." (for the 5th time) Or better yet, I hear myself saying in that whisper/yelling tone "Put your dress down so nobody can see you underwear," "Get up off the floor!" "Gracey, please whisper!" "Don't steal your sisters toy, that's not nice!" You get the idea, right! There have been days where I have literally walked out of the meeting in tears because I didn't think I could handle my toddler and infant anymore.

Of course, after the meeting Gracey goes to nursery and if Emily has been fed, Corky is great about taking Emily to his meetings. I still don't get a break. I go straight to primary. We drive from the building we do sacrament meeting to make the Catholic chapel activity room look like an LDS primary room. I set up bulletins, centerpieces, pictures, and chair covers indicating what class sits where. Myself and the rest of the presidency (I am the 1st counselor) have to make sure that each class has a teacher, that each kid has a chair, and that the assigned talks, scriptures, and prayers are ready. Needless to say, not many spiritual experiences happen during that time of chaos which sometimes can be considered "Sharing time."

Amidst all the craziness that was going on with the children today, added to CTR 8 doing sharing time, I had a moment where it was all okay and I loved those children more than I ever had. I looked around the room and saw for a second the greatness that these kids held and I felt very humbled to be associated with them, especially in a leadership position. That feeling of such strong peace and love lifted my spirits in that instant. Not a second later a shoe was thrown and the world around me seemed chaotic once more, but I was so grateful to have had that little tender mercy from our Heavenly Father. It was a breath of fresh air. I feel energized and ready to continue on with this calling that I have been so burned out from lately. Little moments like I had today make it all worthwhile.