Here's the thing about being the
RS Pres--it a thankless, mostly unrewarding calling. It's not like
Primary where you feel like you accomplished something on that autumn Sunday when the kids present their yearly
sacrament meeting program. And not like
Young Women where you feel super proud when your darling teenagers receive their
Young Womanhood Recognition. Or even like
Sunday School, which is also mostly thankless and unrewarding, but at least you get to pass your unruly class(which you have somehow learned to love) on to a new teacher each year.
Nope. The Relief Society president deals with problems and concerns and issues and emergencies. And that's just about it. There is the occasional ray of sunshine when a sister has progressed and become worthy to attend the
temple--and believe me, I love those small moments. But overall, it's a lot of
hard work.
So imagine my surprise when yesterday I received not one, but two emails from sisters in the ward thanking me for all that I do. Neither of these sisters are women who I serve with, nor who I socialize with on a regular basis. But each of them took the time to write a note saying that they realize how hard the work is and that they appreciate my efforts.
And that is exactly what I needed yesterday.