So about a week and a half ago, Br. Strong (the first counselor in the Bishopric) asked James at scouts if we would speak in sacrament meeting. James said yes (UGH!) he then called me to tell me (double UGH! -he should have called first we or more importantly I could have politely declined).
Anyhow I resigned my self to my fate and started preparing a talk. James who has no faith in me taking more than about 12 mins basically prepared a half hours worth to speak on.
We showed up to sacrament about 20 mins early the Wagstaffs (the primary president) had the boys sit with them so we could sit on the stand -which was good for Jenny (the new beehive who was giving her first talk in sacrament meeting as the youth speaker) as I highly doubt she wanted to be up there alone.
Why is it that when you're assigned to speak there's never any ward business but it seems like the VERY NEXT week there'll be like 20 mins or MORE of ward business followed by a letter from the First Presidency and several items of Stake business? I know it's one of those does a tree falling in the forest make a noise if no one is around to hear it questions. But I had to ask.
So things were going along smoothly, Jenny got up and gave her talk. Then I got up. Now here's the deal I don't like giving talks they make me very and I mean very nervous. So I ALWAYS have the entire thing typed out -literally every word I plan to say during my talk is typed out. I get up and I'm just going along, and well I didn't notice so James will explain.
Well one of the elderly brothers appeared to just kind of knock over. There was some commotion in the audience as several members of the ward who are medical professionals by trade went to be first responders. The Bishop got up and asked Carmen to sit down. He then asked the entire ward to please sit calmly as they saw to making sure a member of the congregation was OK. So we all sat there real quiet as a ward, most people looking up at us with quizzical looks on their faces (as he was sitting in the back part of the chapel). Then the paramedics showed up. Now he's been laying down on the bench for at least 10 mins we've got no feel for what's going on -as a ward I don't think. The Bishop was wisely (I might add) letting the people in the ward with the appropriate training to do whatever they needed to do. When the paramedics showed up the Bishop decided that in the interest of letting them do what they needed to we'd adjourn. He said that the adults should go to the Relief Society room, the primary children to the primary room and the youth to either the young men's or young women's room. Although I was worried about the brother who'd passed out (it turns out he's diabetic and hadn't had breakfast and just sort of blacked out or something). I was kind of thinking "did we just dodge the talk bullet?" But alas I was mistaken the Bishop came over and said that we'd pick up where we'd left off in the Relief Society room. Dang! so close!
So we finished up our talks to a reduced audience -think the size of a regular gospel doctrine class as opposed to sacrament meeting.
It did prove to be quite an eventful morning though.