My New Singles Ward

So today I attended the singles ward in my area- actually it’s a branch. The first thing I noticed when I walked into the chapel was how empty it was. I doubt that there were more than 50 people in there. And after the singles ward I was in before, which seemed to fit 50 people to a bench, I knew this would be different.

So I sat down on a bench and started listening to the speakers (I had gotten there late, so I missed the sacrament). The first thing that came to mind was the fact that since there are fewer ward members, that means the selection for speakers will be fewer, therefore increasing my chances of being chosen to gift the congregation with my incredible intelligence and spirituality more than once a year. Hmm… this could be a bad thing. And then in the back of my mind I started thinking about how I would begin these talks, and there was much wit being thrown about in my mind for approximately 5-6 min. then I realized I should probably be paying attention to the speakers. I had only minimal mind wandering after that.

But I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it, and burn it behind me. (Can anyone guess the allusion? If anyone guesses correctly I’ll tell a really cool story on how that play got me a 5 on my AP English Lit test).Oh, the bridge being the necessity to speak publicly.

Then I attended Sunday school, where I actually commented and shared my opinion on a few matters of utmost importance. (My earliest memory: watching cartoons on my mom’s bed, and sneaking into my older brothers room to steal  quarters from his money jar-Ryan’s room not Jer’s, I would never steal from Jer-unless it included chocolate chip cookies)  Then in Relief Society I was asked to play the piano, and did tolerably well, considering I haven’t practiced in over a year.

Overall I think I’m going to enjoy my time in this singles ward, and hopefully make new friends. Wow, if that isn’t a a good moralistic happily ever after ending for a post, I don’t what is.