Relief Society: Something Extraordinary

This past month, I had an opportunity to make a video showing the "Angels Among Us" in our stake {congregations making up a geographical location}.

When the wonderful sister called me to ask if I would do this, I laughed and informed her she had the wrong woman in the "Hunter" clan - it's my sister-in-law who makes the videos. I do the digital scrapbooking for all of the handouts that go out. She replied, "No...I know this is for you to do."

What do you say to that?

So, I accepted and then promptly broke my leg - yea, who does that? Me. Then corn harvest started and allergies kicked in and I couldn't breath, my voice disappeared and not a single unit {local congregation} sent a picture that I could use {at first, then people sent pictures}. I was frustrated - not only with the whole darn situation, but with myself.

"When am I going to learn to say No?" was the question of the hour. "My talents do not lie here and I don't know what I'm doing and I don't physically feel like doing it anyway!" I'm sure I repeated it to myself at least twenty-four times a day.

Then photos started coming and I was allowed to be on my leg again and slowly, but surely I pieced together a video. Then two nights before, I sat and watched it and it didn't work - it wasn't cohesive and didn't tell the story I wanted told. I hated the music I had chosen and the song they had asked me to use didn't seem to fit. I was terrified of disappointing the sister that had asked me to do this - she's incredible and an example of who I'd like to be someday. So, I sat down and prayed and prayed and prayed and read every scripture on service I could find and went to sleep. An hour later, I was awake again with pictures in my head that I had seen on blogs and Facebook. I started emailing and messaging and by the next night, I had an entirely new video. One I felt okay about and they seemed so happy with.

I wanted to show the joy in service and I think I did. I think I also showed that we serve every day whether we recognize it or not. Service is not only the large group projects, but also the quiet moments where help is given to absolutely no fanfare.

Before we started all of our quilting {I learned to machine quilt - one more off the bucket list!}, they played another video and I loved it. It inspired me to remember that what we do as women is extraordinary and that we are conditioned to do it better than anyone else could because we are women. I hope it helps you feel the same way.