I got back from Enrichment meeting tonight and as I was driving home I got to thinking about being a member of the Relief Society and what a blessing that is. Now this sometimes is a bit of a stretch for me. For the last 7-8 years I have been in either Young Women, Primary, or at one point nursery (which is Primary, I guess). Anyway, there have been very few stretches of more than 2-3 weeks at a time where I have been able to go to Relief Society meetings and feel like a day-to-day member of the Relief Society. And I will be the first to admit - I haven't always been great about going to Enrichment meetings. A lot of times I forget, and when I do remember it seems like I have felt "too busy", or have come up with excuses not to go. I attend from time to time, but I'm not real regular about it.And in fact - a lot of the time I don't feel like I'm a part of the Relief Society....more my doing than anybody else's....but no matter whose "fault" it is - I haven't embraced being a part of the Relief Society. I haven't let myself feel the blessings that this title and organization offers to me.
But know what? I need all the positive associations and blessings that I can get :) And today I felt strongly that the Relief Society organization, and the blessings that come as being a part of this sisterhood are there - just waiting for me to claim. So I'm going to work on being a better "sister" to those around me. There are some amazing people in my ward, and around the world as a part of this worldwide church and Relief Society - it's pretty amazing.
All of this reminds me of a song that I just love - it's called "We're Sisters" from a great cd called "Women of Destiny - vol. 2". The song talks about how we're different - we're all from different walks of life, all doing different things, and living in different situations - but we are still SISTERS. It's a beautiful song, and gives me something to think about.
We're Sisters
Artist: Cherie Call
Album: Women of Destiny, Volume 2
It's Sunday morning
In this little town
With people waking in houses everywhere
And there's a woman in a kitchen
Eating breakfast all alone
While another one is putting ribbons in her children's hair
And many drive away to the church house down the street
While others stay at home wondering what they all believe
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to all one Father on high
But we hardly think of that as we pass each other by
We're sisters
Maybe you're the woman sitting in the front row
Singing praises to the Lord on high
And maybe I'm the one all the way in the back row
Who hardly sings at all and isn't there half the time
Maybe you'd think that we would never get alone
That I'm a hopeless cause
But you'd be wrong
We have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We have a Father who loves all of us the same
Don't you think it'd be time that we asked each other's names?
We're sisters
Some of us are 80
Some of us are 20
Some of us are hungry
Some of us have plenty
Some of us are lonely
But few of us would be
If only we could see we are a family
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to the same God above
And we all have things to learn about that redeeming love
We're sisters
Let us love and lift and pray for one another
We're sisters.
Artist: Cherie Call
Album: Women of Destiny, Volume 2
It's Sunday morning
In this little town
With people waking in houses everywhere
And there's a woman in a kitchen
Eating breakfast all alone
While another one is putting ribbons in her children's hair
And many drive away to the church house down the street
While others stay at home wondering what they all believe
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to all one Father on high
But we hardly think of that as we pass each other by
We're sisters
Maybe you're the woman sitting in the front row
Singing praises to the Lord on high
And maybe I'm the one all the way in the back row
Who hardly sings at all and isn't there half the time
Maybe you'd think that we would never get alone
That I'm a hopeless cause
But you'd be wrong
We have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We have a Father who loves all of us the same
Don't you think it'd be time that we asked each other's names?
We're sisters
Some of us are 80
Some of us are 20
Some of us are hungry
Some of us have plenty
Some of us are lonely
But few of us would be
If only we could see we are a family
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to the same God above
And we all have things to learn about that redeeming love
We're sisters
Let us love and lift and pray for one another
We're sisters.
1 comment:
I have been blessed with a really strong testimony of the sisterhood of Relief Society and I'm always lecturing the sisters in our ward to remember that WE ARE SISTERS.
Being so far from family, it is so important to make family here (I"ll tell you about that in a minute), but I am also so often struck by the fact that we are a WorldWide sisterhood. the women in Ghana and Russia and Peru, they are all my sisters and we all belong to ONE organization. And the beauty of that organization is that when it was formed in 1842, the KEYS for improvment in women's lives were given to all of the women in the world.
When I hear about women in other countries that are denied education or life or their freedoms, I just pray that they will be able to see the keys turning in their lives soon also.
when Sister Beck was here last week one of the things she said to us was that during these difficult times, the first thing we needed to do was to gather in our families and strengthen them and lean on them... and she said, I understand that here, in Alaska, that means your ward. And every head in the room nodded yes.
I think that probably applies to anyone who is away from their home, we must gather in the sisters in our ward and cling to them to help us thru this Depression.
Love you lots, Aunt Charlotte
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