60 years ago, during the war, my grandparents lived in San Antonio. There was 1 small branch covering the metropolitan area.
This past weekend, the 7th stake in San Antonio was formed. It's exciting to be a part of so much growth. Both in the church, and in our personal lives.
Greg was called as the 2nd counselor in the new stake presidency and you better believe it came as quite the surprise. It's been a whirlwind of a week; forming a new stake is busy times.
But it will get better. And we will grow. And I'm excited to see it all unfold.
Elder Jones, our area authority, and Elder Gavarett, from the seventy, came to do the business. It was a neat experience to meet with these men. Before Greg got the call, I had a personal interview with Elder Jones. I have never been more terrified and yet calm in the same situation in my life.
They hit the ground running, and were off doing visits Sunday night, and I knew they wouldn't return before bedtime. So that night, I sat down with the kids and tried my best to explain to them our new lives. I explained the calling, and the time and spiritual commitment it would mean for all of us.
I thought I did a good job, and that they were somewhat comprehending the situation. Until...
Kate: So we're not going to see dad for 10 years??? I'll be 17!!!
At least her math was correct.
