And my burden is light

They are a select few.  They remain consistent.  I would like very much become one of them.   I speak of those who readily volunteer their thoughts in Gospel Doctrine each Sunday afternoon.  I have a steady stream of my own thoughts but each time I resolve to make them known, my arms turn to solid concrete.  Then someone else makes their point and I inwardly kick myself because my line of thought was so much more relevant.  (ha ha)   Someday.  

And while on the subject, something that has become somewhat of a Sunday annoyance. When a teacher asks a room full of adults ‘who might volunteer for an opening or closing prayer?’   Not a hand is raised.  Of course until someone from the group steps in.  I leaned over to Jason and mentioned, no vowed to always stick my concrete hand up and never allow prayer to become a burden again.  Hey, maybe it will catch on and instead become a race.