Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Nursery Miracle

I decided to post this little experience I had a few weeks ago, as a bonus to anyone who reads this blog.

I'm in the primary presidency (which is just a nursery + one seven year-old boy), and two Sundays ago, the president was gone and so was the other counselor, so it was just me and a sister in the ward I had recruited. It was the worst Sunday EVER!

The 7 year-old's teachers weren't there, so he had to come to nursery. He was being a pill. A normally quiet and mild mannered boy was crying. Another girl always cries, but then she managed to open the door in the middle of the lesson and was running down the hall screaming. Another girl saw the door open and started crying. The little boy that was crying started wailing. The 7 year-old was telling me how he didn't like being in nursery with crying little kids. I knew exactly how he felt.

I was at the end of my rope. I had almost just given up and decided to let them cry the last 45 minutes of church. The other sister was just as exasperated. I was totally stressed.

Then, the door opens and there was Chris. It was like nothing else mattered at that moment, because my husband had come
to save me! He picked up kids, started playing games. Everyone calmed down. We colored, we danced, and we all left in a very good mood.

After the kids were gone he told me that in priesthood they'd been talking about being a man, and one of the guys referenced a talk from one of the general authorities about being there, if that meant home teaching, with your family, at meetings, wherever. Wherever a man needs to be, he should be there. Chris got the impression that he needed to be in nursery. I can't tell you how much that meant to me. I cry everytime I think about it, because I seriously didn't know what I was going to do in nursery (and the ideas I got were looking a little bit violent...), but my husband followed a prompting and saved the day. That not only made me feel like I was loved by my husband, but also by my Heavenly Father, and my husband was the angel he'd sent to me.

I think this could be one of the reasons I don't have children yet. But, on the same note, I think this is why we married people always ask single people when they're going to get married, because of sweet experiences like this. Anyway, that's about all that's been going on in my life. I can't believe how quickly summer goes. I hate it. Oh well, not much you can do!

1 comment:

Colette said...

aren't husbands wonderful?? that is so awesome. i am glad that you still post on the blog!