August 6 Nervously Nutritious

As I said before, I had been asked to teach a class again at a Relief Society enrichment activity. They had rather unexciting class topics like food storage, exercise, CPR, and nutrition (me), though they did have one fun class: making smoothies. So they combined the obligatory with a nice outdoor bar-be-que and ran the classes round-robin style.

I started my lesson with the fact that crocadiles eat just one meal a year. When I learned that, I thought, "God could have made us differently." I concluded our three-meal-a-day design allows us to learn lessons about constant nourishment and reaping large effects over long periods compiled of little decisions. I focused the bulk of my lesson on choosing more nutrient-dense foods.

My mom and sister have sprouter machines: a new want for sure! And my mom had just made sprout bread. So she sent me with her bread sample and some sprouts and Lestelle gave me some of her bread from my recipe. I thought my classes went mostly pretty well. The weather was blustery and rained for about a half hour, but we just accomodated and people seemed receptive.

Only when I got home that night and found the note that began, "I forgive you..." did I pause to consider it might not have gone so well. This note is probably the fourth I've received from this person over several years, in addition to calls in the same vein, so I don't really think it's about me or what I say or even do. Still I can't help but think that I didn't ask to teach the class, and my life would have been a whole lot more simple last week if I hadn't.

And then today Dave was conducting in sacrament meeting and hadn't realized that the person assigned to give the closing prayer hadn't attended. So after the closing song, the void being realized, he looked down at me and called me up to say the prayer. I'll probably end up apologizing for that as well. I just feel like an unrequested spotlight is on me this last week (I bore my testimony last week, a member of the stake presidency got up and referenced my testimony, I was asked to say the closing prayer in RS since I was there instead of nursery for once, the nutrition class, and now the closing prayer) and I feel conspicuous. And nervous.

But nutritious!