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New Calling

Last week I was asked to meet with one of the Bishopric Counselors, who called me to be a Sunday School Teacher, specifically to the 13-year-olds. To say I was a little shocked and nervous is an understatement. I don't know a lot of teens anymore, and I don't know any of the kids in the neighborhood. Thankfully I'll have a co-teacher, and hopefully she and I will get along. Lessons apparently are done differently now, with the "Come Follow Me" guide, so that may take some getting used to.

The first thing I did afterwards was send a text to my teenage nieces, asking for their advice. The almost 16-year-old replied back and suggested that I take the first 10 minutes of class to talk about what's going on in their lives and how their week went, to get the energy and chattiness out. The 17-year-old suggested to get to know the kids, allow for discussions, and ask the kids to do presentations, or summarize, or apply it to their lives. Such great advice from both of them. I'm so grateful to have faithful nieces who are so encouraging!

I also posted on facebook about it, and my friend Stephanie texted me to say that her 13-year-old daughter wants them to come visit one week and to come to the class, since she knows me and she goes to school over here and knows a lot of the kids. I thought that was really sweet.

Anyhoo - Today will be my first day in the class, and meeting the other teacher. Hopefully it will go well, and I can start connecting with the kids. Keep you posted!


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