The bus driver was humming to himself this morning. I think it was "how great thou art" which I loved in high school - it was the grandest hymn ever. I kept listening and I don't think he was really humming that song but at least it got a good message in my head - perfect start to a dearly needed friday.
Yesterday I melted an overhead in the laser printer. I also introduced my students to writing workshop. It wsn't the best day ever. My stake had temple night, though, and a followup chapel meeting. The witness woman puked 2/3 of the way through - but the really good part was the message in the chapel meeting. We were reminded to take on us the Lord's yoke and give him ours. I needed to be reminded because lately it seems I only stress about my own. The second speaker told us about donations to the temple fund and said how the jar of pennies froma group of indian children is of equal worth to the million from some guy in the sight of the Lord. God looks on the heart - both were given with full purpose of heart.