I missed singles Book of Mormon class last week. I missed Empty Nesters FHE this month. I am better at remembering weekly activities than monthly ones.
I had the big pleco and a tiger barb die in my bedroom tank this last week. I discovered the Pleco today. I decided to immediately change the water. The algae on the front glass has gotten really bad. I guess the pleco has been sick for a while. I have increased the food thinking he was swimming around looking hungry 2 weeks ago but it hasn't been disappearing as fast as I expected.
My wireless computer mouse died Tuesday. I changed the battery and still dead. I planned on taking it to Best Buys where I got it and asking what was wrong and did I need to buy another. The last time I had this problem I just replaced the battery.
I debated as I got in the car as to whether I should go to BBuys first and just be late to BoM or go to BoM and just do the mouse some other time. I made it to class on time!
As I sat in my car after class I debated trying Walmart or save it for another day. I had polished up and carefully cleaned the mouse well. I had pulled both thumb drives for the wireless keyboard and mouse. I figured out which was which and put the two broken ones in a clear baggy. I walked all the way to the back of Walmart and the helper pushed the on switch. I told him I knew about that and had turned it off to save the new battery I had just put in. He opened the back and the battery was in backwards. All fixed. I should have removed my glasses so I could see the symbols + and -- more clearly.
So I was able to put God first, be on time to his/my class and the problem only took a minute to fix. I showed my faith and respect. Which was more important?
After the class I debated going to the Family Research Library and getting a batch done before they closed like I did some weeks ago, or trying to fix the mouse at Walmart so I could do more batches at home. See all the questions all along the way. I titled this Silly, Little, Blessings because we all have little decisions every day and some of them are spiritual choices we might not even think about like these. I was not trying to be staunch and righteous. I was just trying to be respectful and efficient. But as I drove home I was on cloud nine! So happy and so grateful inside.
There was an uncomfortable, ugly situation for a moment after class, on the front steps. : ( I didn't know how to respond. YOU probably know I have delayed responses to emotional things. But sometimes I eventually respond. Here's what I did tonight:
Dear Book of Mormon Singles Teacher Erin,
8:48pm
Class ended 48 minutes ago. Please pass this message along to Janice.
Dear slapped/rebuffed Janice, I am so glad you easily identify and label verbal slaps. I wish I were not so delayed in offering condolences. There you were keeping him company, visiting companionably while I waited at the turn in the hall. Reaching out to befriend and encourage and seek truth acceptable to both, some level of agreement and he felt angry and bested. So strange. Where did that come from? His past obviously, which is still alive in his present.
So teacher though you are I want to comfort you as Randal did with a hug. An imaginary hug. Thank you for taking that slap with a smile. I wasn't sure what to do. So here I sit an hour later offering support.
I hope both of you Janice and Erin feel of my appreciation and support. Thank you for preparing for us and thank you for teaching and loving the Book of Mormon and prophets and apostles. Thank you for being vulnerable and humbly, meekly sharing your imperfections and struggles with the Spirit.
As well as your witnesses of its reality and truthfulness in your lives. Jesus Christ rules!
Two weeks ago I followed Erin's encouragement and brought a friend from the Family Research Library. He loved the feeling in the room. He said it felt like family, each of us caring for each other. I was relieved because he is very opinionated.
Some weeks ago I opined to Janice that Rex is just seeking a perfect witness, and she responded, I can't give that to him. Nope we can't.
You can probably tell I taught Jr. High, yuck, for 31 years and High School for 3. I pulled a blank tonight as I tried to read Himni. Sorry about that.
As Erin closed with her testimony tonight she said she hoped we could feel the spirit while we were there. I opened with prayer requesting that our spiritual tanks could be refilled. Mine was. I came home so happy. May each of you feel as happy as I do. 9:06
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