Sunday, July 3, 2011
Sundays
To tell the truth Sundays have not been the best day of the week over the last two months. Two months ago they reorganized all the Young Single Adult wards in the Salt Lake Valley. I was not happy, I loved the ward I was in, I had great friends, I love the bishop, everything...then I got shipped off to a new ward. I said that I tried to have a good attitude about the new ward, but I never really did. Deep down I wanted to hate it, I want to be mad. Then I did, I guess I got exactly what I wanted. I spent two months absolutely miserable, I hated going to church I hated everything about my ward. Last week I even considered not going to that ward anymore, I didn't care what the leaders said. Then I figured I needed to give it some time, so today I went in with a new attitude and it was so much better. Do I have a new best friend? No. But at break the fast someone did talk to me, and more than the "Hi my name is ....." I am still frustrated, but maybe things are finally going to look up.
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I had that same problem when I first moved to Arizona. Not that the ward boundaries had changed, but I just hated my singles ward! I felt like I really tried to have a good attitude and to be outgoing, but everyone just seemed so dang fake and I HATED it. I had a job where I had to work some Sundays, and I would be secretly happy when I was scheduled during my meeting time. Then...I got called to the relief society presidency. And, as you would expect, it got a lot better!
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