So I was at home (my mom's house) getting ready for work when September 11 happened the attacks on the us. I worked at an elementary school. Our principle told us the children may be upset by what has happened and to be careful but we could give them a one arm hug to reassure them things would be okay. I taught special needs kids and found that one of my students didn't understand what was going on but just wanted to hold my hand that morning cause they sensed something was different.
My brother was on a mission in Ecuador and I bought him a magazine and me a book to help us remember that day. I think what is more important is to remember the lives that were lost and how we as a country became United,and also the prayers that were lifted up to God on that day.
So it was also church day today. In sacrament meeting they talked about the importance of General conference. I remember watching as a kid and always looking for the prophet Spencer w Kimbal and Ezra Taft Bensen. My real love of conference didn't come though until I was in seminary. We talked about how important it was and I started looking forward to it every year.
In Sunday school they were talking about trampling the commandments of God under there feet and what it meant. There were some good comments. I was thinking about how maybe something might be just a little wrong but we tell ourselves it's ok. You know justification and trying to justify it to ourselves.
Relief Society was about marriage an eternal partnership but I didn't have much to say about that subject.
Anyways went and had Sunday dinner at Jamie's now I'm home and wanting to take a nap. Who knows what I will do this afternoon. I usually don't read my scriptures on Sunday which is weird except along with Sunday school. And I usually don't know what activities to do on Sunday. Sometimes I email our missionaries. But I need to find more wholesome activities.
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