What is my life's work?
I have a very special thing to share. I'm not sure I can communicate the depths of how this affected me in email, but I'm gonna try. There is a guy in our Stake who is just really neat. He is in charge of the Welfare vineyard for our area, is serving in his Bishopric, and is an excellent teacher. Even tho he looks very ordinary, and doesn't look or sound unusual in any way, he is just a really great man. Anyway, he is at camp every year, and all the best classes or devotionals they have, always have him involved. I told about the Faith Walk, and he was the one who told about putting nails in the cross. He has a way of communicating that really touches the soul. ANYWAY, that whole preface is to help explain the meaning of this experience. He was teaching a devotional to my group of girls, and the topic was respect. He talked about them respecting themselves, their parents, and other adults. It was a 1 hour class, and good stuff. I took copious notes. After the closing prayer...