We had our stake conference this weekend. Wow. I seriously feel the same at the end of this weekend as I do at the end of a General Conference weekend. Our local leaders are so inspired. I feel so blessed to be a part of the Parker Stake!
One thing that was extra special about this weekend was that I was able to sing in the stake choir. I would probably have never volunteered to do this on my own, but with a gentle nudge from Adam, I found myself a a member of the choir. Hey, if he was willing to bite the bullet and wrangle both kids alone during conference while I sat in the choir seats and actually got to listen, who was I to argue? Besides, I had two good friends also joining the stake choir, so we were able to carpool together and even go out for ice cream after the adult session last night. A win/win situation!
It's been years since I have sung in a choir, though. Because we have small children, it is difficult/impossible for both Adam and I to sing in the ward choir. Since he is so musically talented and enjoys it so much, it seems like a no-brainer for him to be our family's choir representative.
All that being said, I loved, loved, loved being part of the stake choir. I feel that music is one of the things that invites the Spirit the most readily into my life, and I certainly felt the Spirit strongly at each of our rehearsals. It was a blessing to attend. As we sang Mack Wilburg's arrangement of "I believe in Christ" today, I was amazed at how palpable the Spirit was. It was very difficult to get through. I was literally shaking. It was incredible to be a very tiny part of something so intensely powerful.
I am so grateful for this weekend. I feel refreshed and ready to take on the world again. I feel more in love with Adam, more happy to be a mother, and more ready to open my mouth and share the gospel. I am thankful for the very specific spiritual impressions I have received. I love stake conference!
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