Sundays

Sundays are, to say the least, interesting. Many different things have happened on a Sunday, and I love Sundays! They can be quiet and relaxing, enjoying a nice day at home, sitting in the sun reading. Or it could be an adventure on the way to grandmama's house! Stopping by to grab a bite to eat and then swapping some family history stories, and having a good laugh!

But this past Sunday was altogether different. For starters, I decided to attend the single's ward (everyone 18-30 looking for a partner). Very nerve-wracking, as I have never been good around boys (which is odd, considering I've grown up with them). But I thought, "What the heck?" So I went at 11 AM with my parents to my 'home' ward, just for our Sacrament Meeting.

A certain 'young' (OLD) man got up to bear his testimony. He is a miracle! He had been deathly ill, and (according to his children) he could've gone either way. WHOA! But here he stood (actually, he was in a wheelchair) bearing his testimony of the truth of this Gospel. Then, he professed his undying love for his wife, who, despite their 'problems', he promised he would stick by through thick and thin! It brought a tear to my eye. I sure hope I find someone like that!

Then, while someone tried to give their testimony, a young boy sitting behind began singing at the top of his lungs. At first, I didn't understand what he was singing. And then it hit me!

"I got a dream! I got a dream!" I couldn't help but smile and giggle as I realized he was singing from "Tangled". Oh young children...

Then I attended my singles ward (which begins at 1)! I have some good friends attending and thought, "I'll just go with them!" It was very exciting, and I think I'll join! There are, of course, 'those' boys who decide to be funny, and brought up the subject of the 'green m&ms'... REALLY? I have to deal with this at home (sometimes), at school, at work... I don't want to have to deal with it here, too!

(Sigh)