Confession: It’s a Girl!

Years ago, I was the editor for our Ward Newsletter. (Doesn’t that sound professional?) Being a young member, and mother I was very proud of my newsletter and myself for creating such a beautiful piece of editorial genius. I was beginning to think myself a real journalist until one fateful issue. I had taken a picture of the new babies in the ward for the newsletter and when I went to post the captions and the names of the children, I mixed the boy with the girl. YIKES! I was sure I was right. The girl looked a little masculine I guess, (I hadn’t noticed the beautiful diamond earrings she wore in her delicate ears) and the boy way too darling to be a boy….uh proof that pride comes before a fall. The parents were truly Christian about how they handled the news and forgave the mistake with a hardy laugh. Lately, as I have gotten older, and more mature in the gospel, I have learned not to take myself so seriously. I’ve learned that while I may have a talent in a certain thing, It is Heavenly Father who gave it to me and he can take it away just as easy. I’ve learned that it is more about how my talents can help the church and not how my talents can help me, and I’ve learned to appreciate other people’s talents more and more for what they can teach me. The other day my visiting teachers came promptly at ten (during Sesame Street) and showed me how to put a bow on my baby’s head and glue it on with Karo Syrup so that everyone will know she is a girl. I am so grateful  that other’s are willing to share their talents with me. And I will always remember the lessons I learned as a ward journalist.