I love Sundays. I love Sacrament Meeting, Sunday School, and Relief Society. I ache for the sweet spirit that follows after active attendance to my church meetings. Today, Nu and Hess were both home with the flu which meant Will and I would be playing "tag team" for meetings. He missed church last Sunday due to a lot of back pain. His back is still sore and the waist band of his pants bind right where the most pain resides. We both knew that his time in church would be short , so, it was only fair that he attend Sacrament and I attend Relief Society and whatever Sunday School he didn't.
Well, I thought, "I bet I could catch the 9am Singles Ward Sacrament Meeting."
Clever me! I quickly got dressed to go to church, gathered with the family for family prayer, kissed Will and my sweet girls then left out the door. I walked as quickly as I could so that I wouldn't miss the sacrament. I slid in onto the very back bench right next to Bro. Heaton. I smiled at him, and he looked at me a little puzzled.
I asked, "Is this the singles ward?"
"Yes, " he whispered back.
"Oh great!" I was very enthusiastic about being there. "I came for the sacrament because my girls are home sick and Will and I are swapping through church."
"Um...." said Bro. Heaton looking a little surprised,"sacrament is almost over."
I must have had a really bewildered look on my face. I couldn't figure out when they moved the singles ward start time to 8am.
"Did you forget, " started Bro. Heaton, "It is daylight savings time."
My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. "Ahhhaaa." I got a huge grin on my face, stood up and walked out. Ooops.
All the way home, I giggled. I couldn't help but think, "Joke's on me!"
Needless to say, we changed the time on our clocks, Will and Sar made it to Sacrament on time, and I got to attend Relief Society. It was a great Sunday. Thank you Bro. Heaton!
