Take her to nursery, Part II

I thought last week was fun, but yesterday was even better.  I took Samantha out into the hall to she if she would fall asleep at the beginning of sunday school.  After about 5-10 minutes it was apparent that she was not going to sleep, so we headed back to class.  The door was open and who was sitting right there, the same sister as mentioned in the last post. The minute she saw us she replied, "take her down the hall to nursery, I can't take it anymore."

I scooped Sam up, promptly shut the door and went outside.

Luckily our lesson in relief society was on President Uchtdorf's talk from conference about not taking offense and not holding grudges.  Here is a piece from it:

This topic of judging others could actually be taught in a two-word sermon. When it comes to hating, gossiping, ignoring, ridiculing, holding grudges, or wanting to cause harm, please apply the following:

Stop it!

It’s that simple. We simply have to stop judging others and replace judgmental thoughts and feelings with a heart full of love for God and His children. God is our Father. We are His children. We are all brothers and sisters. I don’t know exactly how to articulate this point of not judging others with sufficient eloquence, passion, and persuasion to make it stick. I can quote scripture, I can try to expound doctrine, and I will even quote a bumper sticker I recently saw. It was attached to the back of a car whose driver appeared to be a little rough around the edges, but the words on the sticker taught an insightful lesson. It read, “Don’t judge me because I sin differently than you.”

We must recognize that we are all imperfect—that we are beggars before God. Haven’t we all, at one time or another, meekly approached the mercy seat and pleaded for grace? Haven’t we wished with all the energy of our souls for mercy—to be forgiven for the mistakes we have made and the sins we have committed?

To watch it, go here http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2012/04/the-merciful-obtain-mercy?lang=eng

I slowly felt my anger slipping away.  I think the Lord works like that.  He knows what we need to hear and let's the spirit touch our hearts.

A sweet friend pulled me aside between classes and assured me this is not her first offence and that a similar thing happened with her son before he went to nursery.  She also said, "at least she has a personality and isn't just a bump on a log".  I started thinking about that and I agree. I love that she is social and funny and that she makes people smile.  Several other people also assured me that I should just ignore the comments made.

I was starting to feel like Sunday's were monotonous, now I just never know what might happen.