Well, I officially have a calling in my new ward. I'm the Primary president. Again. I was shocked to be asked. My actual response was, "Oh you're kidding." I did say yes after that.
When the ward split and I was released from that role I was so sad. I had served for only five months and it usually lasts for three years. My dad's theory was that I needed to learn what a functional Primary looked like. This was before I was asked to be the Primary president in this new congregation.
When I served before I knew all the people but I didn't know the role. Now I have a better idea of the role, but I only know a few of the people.
It will be a new adventure. And kind of an old one.
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