What a calling

That's really what I can say after two weeks. What a special two weeks. Alternating the feeling of “help, what should I do now” and “ok, with the necessary inspiration this can be done”. I didn't expect it to be so diverse right away. Best of all, I feel I have an influence on how people experience their relationship with Christ. It makes me realize more and more that I really need to listen carefully to the Holy Spirit. If I admit that and I follow that inspiration, then I feel that it is important for our members to have someone who helps them.

An important lesson I have already learned is to ensure that everyone feels loved. Those who are having a hard time can often get the feeling that they have been abandoned by God. It is all the more important to reach out your hand at that moment and make it feel like “you belong”.

I also enjoyed a temple weekend with our youth. I was a bit afraid of it at first. After all, at fifty years old, I am already very old for a teenager. My fears were unfounded. We have a really cool group of young people and we clicked. I really enjoyed spending time with them and doing both spiritual and fun things.

In the weeks before my calling, I was sometimes so afraid that I felt like I was in darkness myself. Fortunately, there were a lot of friends who brought light. And now I feel how I can bring light in my turn. It is as I showed the young people with a photo: even if you put a black cloth so that the light cannot reach the earth, the smallest crack is enough to make a lot of greenery sprout from the ground. So when we think we can't do much for someone, we need to think about how much you can accomplish even if you bring just a sliver of Christ's light with you. That's why your jars should always be filled with oil, because you never know when you'll need to bring unexpected light to someone.