Six Words

I just got back from some single adult fireside mathinger. I really didn't want to go, but ya know I've committed myself to this single's ward this summer and I was determined. It happened right smack in the middle of my scheduled Sunday nap time so I had to try hard to drag myself out of bed and get there. Then when I got there I was grumpy and wanted to go back to sleep. The dude speaking was great and he meant well, but... ya know not the most doctrinal guy and pretty bold if you know what I mean, but he was good. Anyway that combined with my tired grumpiness made it not so enjoyable. I told myself, "stay awake. There's gotta be something in this fireside for me." It wasn't happening and I wanted to sleep. He kept going off about having kids and marrying everybody not to mention his talk was entitled "Spiritual Perspectives in Romance" so you can imagine Kathryn by herself there was pretty miserable. Finally though toward the end of his presentation I got what I'd come for. Just six words. That's all I had to hear. Funny how that works. Exactly what I needed from a fireside like that. It was totally worth waking up for. Dude things are really clicking into place in my life right now. It's weirding me out a lot. Anyway there's a little experience to... inspire you and um... make you be proactive at church. Alright g'night.