Sensational Sunday

We had a slow going morning. Church starts at 11 and we wouldn't need to leave home until about 10:30 in order to make sure we reserved enough seats for the Potts family. When we got to church, they were already there, saving seats for us. We filled three pews----well, two full pews and to half pews but that makes three, right?

Most of David's brothers and sisters were there. Jimmie and his family from Houston, Tonya and her family from Richardson, Krista and her family from Denton, Janna and her husband from Hurst, and little brothers Zack and Aaron. The brothers and brothers-in-law stood in the circle with David, Mike, and Rob---and the bishop. It was really great to see them all there. Miles was perfect and didn't make a sound.

They had the baby blessed in our ward because it would be easier for everyone to be at his parents' home and just drive to the Beach building----and this is where they blessed the other two boys, so that made it special, too.

Yesterday I made a lemon layer cake---whew, it was definitely lemony. I was supposed to make potato casserole, but there wasn't room in the fridge to make it ahead yesterday. I forgot to make it, so I left church after our Primary lesson to make the casserole. That made us a little bit late for lunch so, consequently the potatoes didn't get eaten----should have just saved my time and energy like Mike told me.

We went over to the Potts's for dinner and chatting. Jimmie, Tonya, Krista, and Janna and families headed back home by 6:00. Dad went home at 4----needed a nap. I stayed with Hayley and David and we came home around 7:30. I decided to check out my yahoo facebook account and see what was happening with our crazy master's class. First I checked my Lamar e-mail.

Sure enough, I got an e-mail from my academic coach informing me (us) that we had another two page assignment that would be due tomorrow. I was so upset----it meant 5 more chapters to read on top of the 10 articles and 4 chapters we were already expected to study. GRRR.
I went onto the facebook account---there were two full pages of grunts and groans from the other students. Honestly, this is getting to be ridiculous. I've had some thoughts about dropping the whole thing-----again. I must tough it out, I've spent way too much already.

Well, it really was a sensational Sunday, even if it ended roughly. Our Primary class was great. The lesson was about when Joseph Smith was tarred and feathered. The main message of the lesson was that we should forgive and then forget----count our blessings and then go on. Maddie asked---"What exactly does it mean to forgive?" She had some forgiving to do, and it was oppressing her to have to face that obstacle. She wasn't the only one. They all had stories about being hurt and needing to forgive. What precious children. I assured them that, although it is extremely difficult at times to forgive, we must do so. We need to pray for inspiration and stay close to Heavenly Father and the ability to forgive will come to us----maybe not right away, but it will come.

As I was preparing this lesson, I was concerned about the stories of apostasy, anger, and revolt that accompanies apostasy. I didn't know how the kids were going to deal with it. Turns out, they were just fine----astounded that people could be so mean, but understood the consequences. Their big picture was forgiveness, and I'm sure that's the picture they were supposed to be getting.