A Cruel Irony

A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting in Sacrament meeting and thinking to myself, “Now that Corey and I sold our piano, I’m probably going to be asked to play the piano in some form at church.”  Later that day, I was asked to be the Relief Society pianist.

I’ve struggled with going to Relief Society for the last few months.  I think a lot of it is just dealing with everything going on in my life right now and I know some of it’s because I miss our old ward, even though I like our new one too.  All I know is that Heavenly Father must really want me to go to Relief Society; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been given a calling that requires me to be in Relief Society every Sunday.

I was sustained in church today and I’ll get set apart next week, so I wasn’t really expecting to play today.  But, I found out there hasn’t been a pianist for about four months, so I was asked to play today.  Luckily, the opening hymn was a hymn I was familiar with.  I didn’t do too badly, I guess.  (You may not know that I love to play the piano and I don’t mind playing in front of people; I just don’t like to play while anyone’s singing.  I used to get mad at my mom whenever she’d sing while I played.)  The closing hymn was a hymn I’d never heard of, so I was really nervous about playing it.  However, because today was Fast Sunday in our ward, our class went over time and I didn’t have to play it. I was very grateful.

The Relief Society presidency is going to get me the songs in advance, so I can practice each week, which will be a little harder now that I don’t have a piano.  But, the Bishopric said I can use the ones in the church and I’m sure my co-worker Erin will let me use hers too. *hint hint*

Anyway, I think this will be good for me, even though I don’t like playing while people sing.  I know I’ll be blessed just because I’ll be going to Relief Society each week and because I’ll try my darnedest to do better each week with my playing.