Searching for a new ward
Now that we are married, T.J. and I have been searching, or shopping, for our new ward.
Since we are students, we thought we should continue to take advantage of a student ward. This way we would make friends with other newlyweds and maybe find a group for FHE. So the first Sunday we were planning on going to our new ward, we were running late and I forgot the directions. We didn’t want to miss the Sacrament, so we ran to the nearest church building in hope they had a meeting at the same time.
We were in luck. We didn’t miss Sacrament and the ward looked normal.
As the meeting continued, the talks were given, and we checked out the different people in the ward, we noticed something was off.
It was quiet.
Slowly T.J. and I, barely married and PDA-ers, realized that we were in an adult singles ward. Needless to say, we hid our rings, stopped cuddling, and felt very uncomfortable.
So that was our first experience finding a new ward.
Next, still hoping to find a good student ward, both T.J. and I were guilt tripped into attending the family ward in our boundaries. From what we heard, it was simply the best ward around. A great variety of ages and families. “Lots of newlyweds,” said our new neighbor.
Afraid of offending our neighbors and the few others who recommended the ward, we decided to check out the ward.
Currently we are sitting in a Sunday school class and are the only ones under 75 years old.
So where are all those newlyweds and you families we heard about? Was it just a scheme to freshen up their ward?
Although everyone has been very cordial, I think we are going to continue searching for another ward.
