This weekend is stake conference, for me and pretty much everyone I know here in the intermountain west. Tonight the bishop and I went to the adult session. (Righteous, dedicated and faithful man that he is, the bishop also went to leadership meeting earlier in the afternoon, even though the BYU/Washington game was still undecided in the 4th quarter. Dude. I so do not deserve this guy.)
FYI - BYU won, 28-27 on a blocked extra point with two seconds left.
The meeting tonight was very good, as usual. I came away wondering a couple of things:
Why is it that the people who attend the evening adult session of stake conference also love to sing? The energy, enthusiasm and pure talent of the singing in this meeting would make it worth attending for that reason alone. Most of the people in attendance are in leadership, or like me, married to leadership. What is the relationship between music and leadership? There's a research paper for ya.
Why is it that uplifting pep talks about the refiners fire and pressing forward with steadfast faith in Christ and enduring to the end leave me feeling so incredibly discouraged that I cannot stop weeping? Why should a mother's story about her daughter who is cheerful and happy despite being afflicted with a debilitating, painful, and incurable illness make me feel like an utter weakling and complete failure?
Yeah - I know. Cognitive distortions. Bah.
Obviously I have issues.
I think I'll go practice clogging now.