That lasted about 2 years. Within that 2 years I got married and started having babies. Another new learning curve! Listening intently for a full hour in each meeting of Relief Society and Sunday School and then a full one hour and a half in Sacrament Service was a thing of the past. Now I just got bits and pieces. Instead of "listening intently" soaking in every word, I now had to master the "stop and start" listening method. Tending babies and toddlers during church didn't change my learning curve, it just changed my learning curve focus! The children were in their own little learning curves and that was important. I continued to learn about the gospel it was just in a reverse fashion that I was used to learning. I now received my questions on Sundays and would find my own answers at home during the week. This lasted about 20 years. Numerous callings helped but always stepped up the learning curve into different dimensions and intensified my Sundays. I realized about 4 years ago I started really liking Sundays again. I was teaching and working with the sisters in Relief Society. My Sundays were back.
Here I am in Phnom Penh Cambodia. My learning curve has surpassed comprehension! Sundays have become so very difficult again. We are assigned to support the three Vietnamese Branches in Phnom Penh. We go to 2 meeting blocks every Sunday, one at 9am and then at 1:30pm. We have to have one of the Elders as an interpreter. The missionaries are very good at doing that difficult task. My problem is that the missionary is only there for me during Sacrament Service. They then go teach one of the youth classes during Sunday School and of course the Elder then goes to Priesthood where Elder Leavitt benefits from that interpreter. The saints always want us to comment on what they are talking about but I don't even know what they have been discussing. It is very challenging. Sundays are just not that fun anymore. I never feel like I have gone to Church. I have resorted to having my own church in my head but that still is just one person's opinion!
The people are sweet, caring, and love us being there. They run up to us when we arrive at the Branch. They are so welcoming. Their love is so transparent. We have learned a few greetings and niceties in Vietnamese which thrill the people when we try to verbalize them (I'm sure my southern tongue butchers their language although, it sounds pretty muddled already). Learning their names is no picnic either. Huyen, Kha Ai, Hien, Binh, Tra, My Hoa, Nhi, Thuy, Dinh, and Hang. I never know who I am talking to.
They have discovered that I can play the piano. Believe it or not, my weak skills on the piano sound like a concert to them. One branch has a young woman who can play one hand and that same woman travels to another branch to play, the other branch has no one. So I found a Simplified Hymn book and have had to play in Sacrament Service. This stress has not helped my Sundays!
Now I have been asked to teach a beginner piano class. I agreed. This takes place on Tuesdays. I am being stretched to the limits. But tha'ts OK. I knew that would happen when I signed up for this mission. What I am learning is where my "comfort zones" are NOT. The District Presidency counselor came to me and said he had a list for people that wanted to learn to play the piano. I looked at the list......28 people were on that list! I was flabbergasted! I could not possibly teach 28 students. I have had 2 classes so far and the max that has shown up is 9 although, they were 9 different people each class! We will see who shows up next week.
Sundays and Tuesdays are a struggle for me. I want to be able to say "I love Sundays" again. I'm working on that. I have prayed that I would feel like I am useful. I have prayed that the learning curve would lighten up (don't think that can really happen here).
Elder Leavitt came up with somewhat of a solution. We are going to use the Sunday School time to teach 3 students, chosen by the Branch President, to conduct the hymns each Sunday. I think this will work. They need all sorts of music skills in these branches. When I envisioned myself on a mission I could see me using all my strengths and well-honed talents. After all, that's what I had developed all those strengths and talents for. I promised over 40 years ago that I would give my time and my talents to do my part to help build the Kingdom of God. I just had no idea that "everything with which He has given me" meant that He would require my piddley, little, ill-harvested skill at the piano too.
So my learning curves seem to never cease.....thank goodness... that seems to be one of my greatest blessings.