Saturday was temple day. I guess I need to stop expecting that things can run smoothly because they never do and that is frustrating. You'd think of all the places on earth, the temple should be orderly! It's a challenge on a bilingual shift, and I guess we managed, but once again I didn't have enough workers to do what needed to be done. I think I worked a couple of them too hard. We also had very very large baptismal groups, to the point that I was worried we wouldn't be able to get the laundry done fast enough to have enough clean and dry towels. When I got this shift coordinator assignment, I thought it would be a lot easier.It's uncanny how much this sounds like something I might say when complaining about my job. A few of the details need tweaking, of course, but the sentiments are exactly the same. I don't understand how this isn't ruining the magic of the temple for her. If it takes planning and multitasking like a job, stresses you out like a job, requires adherence to a specific schedule like a job and quacks like a job, then it's probably not a special assignment to do the Lord's work.
The only difference in my mind is that, unlike a job, she doesn't get paid for this.