A Humbling Calling... again.

There was a family history fireside last night. Everyone said that the guy who was talking was really amazing, so I ditched out on a choir practice to see it.
I walked in and was almost immediately greeted by President Worthen. I love that guy. He shook my hand, and then asked if my parents were still here. I said that my Dad had dropped us off, and might still be in the parking lot. He hurried off, as I described our car as something that looks like it should have stopped running about 10 years ago.
That was odd, to say the least. 
I was kind-of iffy about this whole thing, but I went anyway.
At first I regretted it.
I've been known to be... moody at times. For no apparent reason. And at the beginning of that meeting I became very depressed, very quickly.
I saw Emily Adams and immediately made my way to her to say "Hi" and chat a bit before the meeting started. It turned out that she was kind-of running the meeting, which left for minimal chatting capabilities. I was going to say hi to Emily B too, but she was playing the piano and didn't have time for me. I'm also friends with the person leading the music.
All of my friends were busy leading the meeting.
I felt kind-of useless.
I felt kind-of left out.
The meeting wasn't all that it was cracked up to be (maybe I should be more careful when I listen to what the Relief Society ladies tell me), but it was still enjoyable.
I wanted to leave pretty much as soon as it ended.
But Eliza wanted cookies.
At the refreshment table, President Worthen came up and asked me for my parents phone number. I smiled and gave it to him, then watched him wander off with his cell-phone.
I'm pretty  naive.
I rounded up my family members so that we could go, but PW asked me if he could talk to me for a minute first. Of course, I said yes.
I'm pretty naive.
I don't know what I expected.
But I know that I didn't expect this.

President Worthen asked me to give a 5minute talk at Stake Conference.
I said "Oh wow." a LOT.
Here is what I wrote about our meeting.

I just so happened to have a notebook on me. Be prepared.

I never expected this. Never.

I was so preoccupied when I got home, that I cleaned the entire kitchen just to keep my mind off of things.

When mom came home she said she was sorry for me, and that if SHE had been home when PW called for permission, she wouldn't have said yes.

I'm still not sure how I feel about this whole thing. I sure was helpful when I sealed my fate.
But that is a really nice promise that I wrote down up there.
I was feeling kind-of useless earlier that night.
Now I get to be the youth speaker Youth Conference with a visiting General Authority.

I am always surprised by these kind-of callings. I never see it coming.
Everyone else does. As soon as I walked out of the room, Victoria Jackson (talking with Eliza at the time) guessed that I was going to be asked to speak at Stake Conference.
I didn't even know when Stake Conference was.

I know that I'm a pretty good person, and I usually allude to that fact. I've never had problems with my self esteem.
But I guess that I'm still surprised when other people think I can do stuff like this.

Crazy stuff.