The church congregation seems to look smaller – not near the attendance we had when we first moved in. Some people have moved on either by U-Haul or death. Sometimes both.
When we first started out our journey in Oregon, there was a Book of Mormon class offered on Tuesday nights. Relief Society activities were also on Tuesdays. Sometimes it would frustrate me to have both scheduled on the same night.
The missionaries serving in this area would teach the Book of Mormon class. The class was well attended – or so I believed. Over the course of the years they changed “The Book of Mormon” into “Come Follow Me” – the missionaries were no longer required to teach as the subject of the Old Testament, for instance, was not their forte and may have taken extra time away from what they really needed to be doing. And so members would take turns teaching –
I think we did well in the beginning – under the ward missionary leader. We met on Thursday afternoons as I recall. We had a pretty good turn out – but after the mission leader moved to another state, the class seemed to taper down until finally it was cancelled due to the lack of interest or commitment. The last one to teach the class has also moved to another state.
I miss that extra class.
