There have been moments, though, that have made my heart race in the past month.
- Praying in Class - Oh my heavens. I volunteered to give the opening prayer in my English class and, upon sitting down, my heart was pounding. I've been part of the church for over 18 years - shouldn't I be used to public prayer by now?
- Bikes on Campus - There are sign all over stating that "bike speed is walking speed". I don't know if cyclists are going a tad fast or if I have sorely underestimated the ability of speed walkers today. Either way, it has taken great control on my part to maintain any kind of movement when they whiz past me; I fear for my well-being just a little.
- Speaking in Class - Again, this shouldn't be a big deal, but it takes all my reserves of strength to get my blood pressure back to normal after being called on to speak.
- The Bearded Repairman - The first time he had to come to our apartment, I was alone in the house and he'd come to fix a sink that I had no idea there was a problem with. I was sure it was all just a ruse to catch unsuspecting, defenseless females unawares - I mean, no one has facial hair at BYU-I, so he's got to be sketchy, right? - and I was planning my escape route when he left just as peaceably as he'd come.
- Leading the Music in Church - I got a new calling. And it's the same one that I had in Highlands. For some reason, though, I had some sort of stage fright about it, today, being so flustered I even ended the hymn and sat down before completing the fourth verse of The Spirit of God.
- The Fire Alarm During Relief Society - Okay, really only the initial noise was frightening, because I happened to be sitting right underneath the fire bell. But the alarm was actually semi-legit; we were all told to go home before the third block had even started.
Hahaha... You sat down before the hymn was over. Smooth Carly. And it's a good thing that you had so many great ideas for your calling here, you can get a chance to do all of theme now down there!
ReplyDeleteI was just remembering Brother Moss sitting down after verse two, wondering why we were all looking so puzzled, realizing what he had done, then jumping up to lead verse three after we had all closed our hymnbooks -- including the organist!
ReplyDelete(Maybe someone will bring you a plate of cookies with a paper "award of the week".) ;)
Yup, I nominate you for an award!
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