Miscellaneous Ramblings

Heeding the Still Small Voice

I really hate it when I miss a prompting. I should know better, I have had enough experience with the Spirit that I should recognize when I receive a prompting, but sometimes I don't act on something that I should.

My sister-in-law lost her keys Saturday night. We had been to Walmart and Target and had arrived back at their house following our shopping spree (yeah, cat food, light bulbs, automotive oil, quite the shopping spree). DH had taken our purchases to our car and sister-in-law was trying to find her keys, unsuccessfully. Once in the house, she took apart her purse, checked coat pockets, checked in her bags, but no keys. We took a flashlight out and started looking around their car--no keys. I kept getting an impression that we should look in the bags in our car, but I pooh-poohed that idea by thinking, "How would they get in our bags?" My brother even walked over towards our car, even though his wife hadn't been anywhere near it. So we piled into the car, drove back to Target (which had closed by then) and looked around the parking lot in the place where we had parked. Drove to Walmart (which was still open), looked around the parking lot where we had parked and we also went inside and asked at Customer Service. No Keys!

Four dejected people returned to their house and tried to enjoy what was left of the evening. We went home, and upon putting away our purchases I discovered her keys in one of our bags. Arghhhh! Had I acted on the prompting, we would have found the keys right away, would have saved the hassle and about 30 minutes of our evening by not having to drive to two stores, and would really have enjoyed the rest of the evening--not to mention we would have gotten home at least half an hour earlier. Even though it was almost midnight when we got home, I called and let them know we found the keys.

I promise to heed any promptings I receive--no matter how impossible or dumb they may seem at the time. I certainly don't have the answers, but there's a higher power who does.

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Twelve

Our oldest grandson turned twelve recently, and today he received the Aaronic Priesthood and was ordained to the office of Deacon. Is it just me, or are 12-year old boys getting shorter? What a proud moment for his parents, his brothers, his grandparents, and one of his aunties & uncles as we sustained the calling and witnessed/participated in the ordination. And how appropriate that the Sunday School lesson was about the Restoration of the Priesthood. "J," we are so proud of you for deciding to accept this responsibility!

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Sisters
We're having a Talent Show! This coming Thursday our ward Relief Society is putting on a Talent show, showcasing the many talents of the sisters in our ward. My "talent" is a display of photos and the medals we've won as a Sweet Adelines Chorus. Or so I thought. A few weeks ago I was asked to join a foursome to lipsynch to the song "Sisters," which was performed by Rosemary Clooney and Vera Ellen in the Bing Crosby/Danny Kaye movie "White Christmas." Now those who know me, know that this is totally out of character for me. I prefer to be the little mouse in the background, watching rather than participating. But something told me to say "yes," even though it's not something I usually like to do. Hey--maybe for once I DID listen to the Spirit. So the four of us have been practicing doing a song-dance routine to this song, and we performed in public for the first time Saturday morning at the dress rehearsal.

How much fun was that!!!! And to hear people compliment us on our act, and to watch them literally rolling in the aisles as we sang to our iron, duster, mop and sweeper, and danced around the stage with our "men" (jackets on hangers). People came up to me and said they didn't know there was this side to me (neither did I, for that matter). I'm glad I said yes, although I probably won't be sitting in the background anymore after Thursday evening.