Such a little thing.........

This story starts as I am on my way to church this morning. I realized as I hit the first light that I had left my new scriptures at home. (I wondered if I had subconscienciously done that.) I thought, heck, I don't like them that well any way....I won't even hardly open them, so I proceeded on to church without them. (I had lost my original scriptures almost a year ago and couldn't hardly bring myself to open the new ones I had bought about a month ago. There was nothing wrong with them, they just didn't feel like mine!)

As I was sitting in Sacrament today and listening to all of the people bearing their testimonies, I thought how cool it is that we have a wide variety of people share the same type of message. It wasn't just one person standing at the pulpit preaching. One lady in particular talked about genealogy and the need to do family history. Then I thought about how I need to start doing that again. (As she was sharing this message, my thoughts kept going back to my poor lost scriptures. I sure wished I had them with me.)

Well any way, I made a promise to myself that I would grab her after Sacrament and discuss getting into family history again. As soon as Sacrament was over, I beelined over towards her and talked to her about it. She said I would need my membership number to access the new family history search online and that I need to talk to the ward clerk to get it. She gave me his name and I promised myself I would talk to him after Sunday School.

As life would go, SS was all about prayer and how if you pray sincerely the Lord will answer your prayers...again the thought crossed my mind...(I have been praying to find my scriptures for almost a year and I still haven't found them. How sincere do I need to be!?) So......after SS I went to the clerk's office.....he was not there. I thought, ok, another time.

Again I get sidetracked. A friend of mine came up to me and asked if I still had her bats in my car....of course I did. Could she get them now, she had to leave to attend church with her bf. I thought, well, ok, I could meet with the ward clerk another time. Sacrament for the other ward had already started so I couldn't sneak through the chapel to go to my car. I would have to go the long way and exit the back door. As I am heading to the back door, I run into the guy I think is the ward clerk. I ask him if he is. He says he is. I ask him if I could possibly get my membership number.(I am thinking I could still get it another time, but oh no......he has other ideas.)

He says 'sure, follow me.' I turn around to follow him and there is a cart against the wall.......I glance at it and there staring me in the face are my LONG LOST SCRIPTURES!! I couldn't believe my eyes! I grabbed my scriptures.....and still in step with the ward clerk follow him to his office which is at the opposite side of the building. About half way to the other end, I just start crying! I get to the office and the tears really start pouring.....I apologize to the clerk...and tell him repeatedly through wet soggy eyes! 'I can't believe it! These are my scriptures! I have been looking for them for almost a year! I am just so happy! Oh and by the way.....I don't need to get my membership number from you now because they are in my scriptures! Oh and by the way....(I tell him my name, so he knows who the sap is standing in his office raining her tears of joy on him.) Well, he gives me my paper since he already printed it and says......'it is good to see someone is so happy about having their scriptures'....such a little thing...but to me irreplaceable.