So, about a week ago Casey called me and told me he got a call and we needed to meet with our Bishop the next day. On Sunday, which in this story is obviously the next day, we had a missionary farewell to go to. Following that, we went back to our church for the meeting. For those of you that have had the pleasure of being in on of these meetings you know what happened next. Might I also add, that one knows that one married a spiritual giant when they ask to speak to you alone first. Anyways, let's keep a little suspense for what's next shall we?
The following Sunday, Casey sat up with the Young Men to pass the sacrament. We don't have tons of little Priesthoods so they usually borrow the Young Men's Presidency.
Side story: Case walked up to sit with them and they didn't even let him sit on the end. The moved him right to the middle of the pack so they could all chat it up. They think he is the greatest thing since sliced bread {Bishop's words not mine, but he's not wrong.}
Anyways, there was much ruckus from those first two rows when they released the Young Men's President AND Casey as the Young Men's 2nd Counselor. Then those first two rows went cray cray pointing at Casey and JUMPING (quite literal jumping) off of the bench. For those of you not quite guessing the ending [or not reading the title, which would be embarrassing as the reader], Casey was then called to be the new Young Men's President.
I absolutely love Casey's interactions with the Young Men. He really is such a good example and I know he is perfect for his calling. It has been a change. We had just decided quite a few other life changes, but it's okay if the Master's programs and Ph. D's come later. We're going to go with the Lord's timing on this one.
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