Church Filled Weekend

This weekend was so busy, busy, busy... but filled with good busy things. 

October 16: (Friday night) I had a practice at the Church for the upcoming Ward Primary Program. 

October 17: (Saturday afternoon) we went to the Children's Home Pumpkin Patch with some friends.

(Saturday night) Michal and I were asked to be guest speakers at a Youth Fireside up in Mt. Airy.

October 18: Sunday (morning) was the Ward Primary Program. 

It was definitely a fun weekend. I love when you have a lot to do and a lot going on because then it gives you a purpose and an elevated adventure (compared to cleaning up cheerios beneath the high chair).

At the Youth Fireside, I decided to pull out my selfie stick for the first time and test it out. It was a success! 

We were asked to speak on: Keeping Standards and Being Truly Converted. I shared stories about finding a hidden room in my house, Rosie Hancey's tornado experience, about meeting Elder Oaks for the first time, and about deciding to go on a mission. I tried to tie it all into keeping standards and keeping your testimony, and while some of it was a stretch, I think that it ended up just fine. Michal spoke on how much he loved food and compared eating good food to Heavenly Father's Plan of Salvation. Most people just remember him talking about Cinnamon Toast Crunch and laughing at his story about eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch - but at least he had their attention.

Overall, I think that the talks went alright. I had never spoken to an audience of just teenagers. It was a little intimidating because you know if you're doing a good job or not based on how much chatter is occurring while you're up there speaking. And kids don't really come up and tell you that you did a good job. If you do a bad job, you hear about it later from other teenagers. So, I'm hoping that since I didn't get any feedback that it means I did a "good job." However, I did have one girl come up to me and say the sweetest thing. In passing she commented, "Man, they sure chose the right people to speak to us tonight." I felt like this was her own unique way of saying that we did a good job. That one comment made it well worth it.

And Sunday after the Primary Program, I was presented with a little gift all the children put together. They wrote me Thank You Notes for playing the piano for them.

I got some of the best pictures of me playing the piano:

And some of the best spellings of my name (Trenasouki, Chrawscy, and Trenaroskee).

 But these notes absolutely warmed my heart and made me feel so loved and appreciated. They were adorable, innocent, and so lovely. 

I just love how innocent children are! I had a few notes that told me I was a better piano player than they were (or their mother was) and one that said I was an awesome pianist because I played fast. 

Thank you Primary Children for making me feel so awesome by giving me such kind and considerate notes!