So I started attending a new ward at the beginning of the new year. I had been attending a singles ward, that I absolutely loved, but I felt it was time for me to start attending a family ward. I've loved my family ward so far. The congregation has been very friendly and made me feel extremely welcome.
Last week my new bishopric came over to my house to visit and get to know me a bit more. While they were over, they offered me a new calling . . . women's sports director. What? Does the Lord know me at all?! I've been making that joke all week, but to be honest, of course the Lord knows me. Even though the last time I played team sports, it was 15 years ago in order to pass a high school fitness class, I think this calling will be really good for me. It's something I can do. I'm good at organizing. I worked for Park and Rec for 3 years organizing team sports. I'm good at advertising and encouraging people to participate. I think it will be good overall. I'll be able to give service and I'll meet more people in the ward. All good things.
In addition to the new calling, apparently my new bishopric loves me. On Sunday, one of the counselors kept saying, "I know I sound like a broken record, but we were so impressed with you when we met you last week." Seriously, he said it like 6-7 times. Plus, my favorite is that he called me "a class act." Loved it!!