The Bitter to our Sweet

 When Matt and I moved into his parents ward, we kind of had this mentality of don't get to comfortable we won't be here forever. Well for me it didn't take long for me to start making friends. I saw a need and really wanted to be the best I could. We right away got called to be team teachers teaching the Sunday school class for the 14-18 year old's. Teenagers intimidate me or did. I wasn't to sure what to think. And teaching the scriptures. I am no where near a scripture wizard. It took us a couple of weeks of getting used to. But both of us started to realize we had a great group of youth on our hands. At first and most of the time it takes bribes of candy to bring out their participation but most of the time they are pretty great at helping out and making the class and our lessons so amazing. One of my favorite parts besides the youth would be the opportunity it has given Matt and I to work together in the gospel. We've had to read and study and discuss the scriptures and it's been so awesome to hear him on a regular basis bear his testimony and share his knowledge. He is such a great guy. With all we've been through over the past year and a half it's been so nice to have this anchor for our marriage. It's helped us stay spiritually close and gain a closer relationship. Which I am afraid would of been driven apart. We have been so blessed to have this calling. It makes us sad to leave our class and calling. It is seriously the bitter part to the bitter sweetness of moving back home. Other the fact that we have to be grown ups again and worry about more grown up stuff. (that's what Matt says) Apparently living with his mom and dad set us back in the responsibility department? I have a testimony that Heavenly Father knows each of us and what we are going through right now. And will put us where we need to be. Weather that be at church, home work or where ever. The Lord has magnificent timing. And we just have to have faith that we will be ok. That may not be easy but it's true.

 So due to the fact that we love our class so much. We decided to have a "Goodbye" summer weenie roast. It was so fun. We had out of our 16 regulars 11 come. And we roasted hotdogs and made some awesome smores.

We had a fun night and the boys had such a fun time showing off and being surrounded by all these "big" kids. I hope my boys can grow up to be as amazing and strong as their BIG friends. I love the example they are to my boys.