Church was pretty awesome today. I got called to be the sacrament meeting accompanist, in addition to playing the piano for Relief Society. There's a slight problem in that I still don't really know how to play the organ, but the bishop says I can play the piano if I have to. Of course I'm going to find a way to learn how to play the organ! (I already know two sources to check into!) I don't know if that's a sign that we're not going to Japan, but for now we're just going to keep doing what we're doing.
Still, the former organist, who is no longer the organist because he's now the Elder's Quorum president, wasn't playing today, and instead they asked a substitute, who also happens to be our new home teacher, but that's not important. He sat down at the organ, and I was like, "If he knows how to play the organ, why are they calling me?" But I know that's not how callings work, so I decided not to let it bother me. Besides, I like to accompany people.
But then he told Athena that he's not the best at sight-reading, so she came and asked me if I wanted to play instead, and I was like, "But... if he know how to play they organ, and they asked him to play the organ, he should play today!" But then it turned out that he's really not good at sight-reading, so I felt bad for making him play anyway. I apologized, and he sounded sincere when he said it didn't bother him. And after the meeting, he got to play something he knew for postlude music and he's really quite good.
Before sacrament meeting, the girl in charge of sacrament meeting music asked me if I would do the special musical number next week. This was actually very important to me, because the other day, we were talking to Mom about the last time we were at her house, and there were little children there making a lot of noise, and Mom was like, "To be fair, you were adding to the noise with the piano." At the time, I was kind of like, "Yeah, that's a good point," but I didn't realize how much that comment was going to bother me later on, like, "So you think my playing is no better than noise?" Athena has assured me that Mom probably didn't mean it like that, and that she likes my playing and thinks it's good, but it's funny how hard it is to let something go when it comes from your mom.
But! out of all the people in the ward that could have been asked to perform a special musical number (and there are a few who tend to be the go-to people for that), the music coordinator asked me! So now it's like, "Even if Mom does think my playing is noise, at least the Lord knows I can play music."
And then! we had a lesson on adversity, since today in Sunday School we were studying the book of Job. It was pretty much the same old adversity lesson, but it was a good reminder about how trials don't necessarily mean you're doing anything wrong, and sometimes you just have to do your best and wait for them to be over. And with all that's going on with Oreo, that was really good to hear.
And! while I was typing this entry, Athena gave the cats dinner, and Oreo ate! Yay! She even heard him crunch on a treat! (She tried giving them treats when he was demanding dinner and hour early, but he walked away from them. They were still there at dinner time (which ended up being about fifteen minutes early anyway).)
Today I'm thankful for Oreo eating!, Mom and Steve being kind enough to loan us rent money, Page being all adorable on Athena's pillow, having Baked! Ruffles as a treat for when we get home from the vineyard tomorrow, and another great day at church.