What girls love...
Girls love girl time. We love to visit and swap stories. We love to listen to what other girls have been up to. We get inspired, re-motivated, and occasionally humbled (we learn that our trials might not be the biggest out there).
Today, I had some awesome girl time. I made sure that my hubby was home while I went visiting teaching (which doesn't always happen). I got to listen to my partner, and the sister I visit teach, tell me stories, and bare testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel. It was awesome!!!
Both of these sisters have gone through experiences that are unique to them, that I feel like I never could have handled. I am amazed by their faith!
I was sad to hear that the one sister has not had a consistent visiting teacher...ever! And that is over a span of twenty years. The other sister is a single mother, and has not had a visiting or home teacher.
I know that it is sometimes inconvenient to go, or we have struggles with our partner, or our route, but there is a reason that the Lord has called the sisters of the church to be visiting teachers. Let me tell you why I do it.
When I was first married, we moved away from all my family and friends. I was surrounded by strangers, and terribly homesick. And that is when my visiting teacher became my best friend. Might I add, my only friend. She was old enough to be my mother, but it didn't matter. I had someone that made me feel needed. She didn't just give me a lesson once a month. She called me just to say hi. She dropped things by, even though my house was out of the way. And she still offered her friendship long after her route was changed. She was the ideal visiting teacher.
It was through that experience that I developed a testimony of visiting teaching. I know that because of the willingness and sacrifice of this sister, that I was able to endure that period of my life. We might not all have visiting teachers like that, but we might be able to be that person for someone else.
My heart went out to these women that were in need of love and support. And instead of receiving that aid, they have felt cast by the wayside. I just wanted to shout at everyone everywhere, please, please show that you care! Do you visiting teaching.
Okay, I will get off my soap box. It was wonderful to get some girl time today. I seem to learn more from those that I visit, then they probably ever learn from me. I just want to say that I am thankful for my own visiting teachers, and for the many women that have made a difference in my life.
Maybe someday when I am struggling with being a visiting teacher, I can read back on this and remember why I do it, and why my service is needed.
Today, I had some awesome girl time. I made sure that my hubby was home while I went visiting teaching (which doesn't always happen). I got to listen to my partner, and the sister I visit teach, tell me stories, and bare testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel. It was awesome!!!
Both of these sisters have gone through experiences that are unique to them, that I feel like I never could have handled. I am amazed by their faith!
I was sad to hear that the one sister has not had a consistent visiting teacher...ever! And that is over a span of twenty years. The other sister is a single mother, and has not had a visiting or home teacher.
I know that it is sometimes inconvenient to go, or we have struggles with our partner, or our route, but there is a reason that the Lord has called the sisters of the church to be visiting teachers. Let me tell you why I do it.
When I was first married, we moved away from all my family and friends. I was surrounded by strangers, and terribly homesick. And that is when my visiting teacher became my best friend. Might I add, my only friend. She was old enough to be my mother, but it didn't matter. I had someone that made me feel needed. She didn't just give me a lesson once a month. She called me just to say hi. She dropped things by, even though my house was out of the way. And she still offered her friendship long after her route was changed. She was the ideal visiting teacher.
It was through that experience that I developed a testimony of visiting teaching. I know that because of the willingness and sacrifice of this sister, that I was able to endure that period of my life. We might not all have visiting teachers like that, but we might be able to be that person for someone else.
My heart went out to these women that were in need of love and support. And instead of receiving that aid, they have felt cast by the wayside. I just wanted to shout at everyone everywhere, please, please show that you care! Do you visiting teaching.
Okay, I will get off my soap box. It was wonderful to get some girl time today. I seem to learn more from those that I visit, then they probably ever learn from me. I just want to say that I am thankful for my own visiting teachers, and for the many women that have made a difference in my life.
Maybe someday when I am struggling with being a visiting teacher, I can read back on this and remember why I do it, and why my service is needed.
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