“Maybe so.”
Two hours later we met with our stake president and I accepted the calling.
As we were leaving he asked if we were curious how they narrowed down their list for possible bishops.
We nodded.
I agreed that Heather was an amazing woman.
“And then we pray,” our stake president said. “You are the one the Lord wants to serve as the next bishop of your ward.”
I didn’t get much sleep that night. I kept hoping President Johnson would call us in the morning and say, “What were we thinking? We’ve decided to call someone else as bishop.”
And now Heather and I are in for a grand adventure.
But it’ll be okay. You know why? Life is always good with Heather at my side.