I really had not intended to spend 3 hours at the temple today, even though my Sweetheart would be in the St. Louis Temple longer than that, and despite the fact that this is a special temple anniversary for us. I expected to just go for an hour, and then spend the evening working on the computer on a personal project relating to my service in the Library.
The conspiracy started towards the end of my shift as I was bumped from Greeter to Helper to Pager. This gave me the opportunity to clear 2 additional names to add to one I already had. I took those name cards and was sitting in line awaiting my turn, when my Relief Society President, who is a temple worker, brought me two names on a temple file sheet. "You are not in a hurry, are you?"
No, I really wasn't, since my dear one would not call until late, and I enjoy thinking of him when we are in the temple together 1300 miles apart.
When I finished about half an hour later, one of my cards was missing! I am not sure what happened but I knew I should have three cards, not two! I even knew the name on the card--pretty remarkable for me. So hunting unsuccessfully took a little while.
As I was leaving the temple, I saw Gregory's blind friend come inside. It did not register at first that the woman with her was not at all dressed in appropriate clothing for entering. I stopped them though, and spoke to our friend. The other woman asked if I could help the rest of the way, which I was glad to do. Then our friend asked if I would stay until her other friends arrived an hour later. I have to admit I was hesitant--and there was a bit of a glitch. But then the better angels of my nature kicked in and I did stay with her. As she was preparing I went back to the previous area--and, sure enough, the card had been found.
One of my reasons for hesitation was that I prefer to be with my Sweetheart when I am in a sealing session--and I was blessed in that it turned out my only service was to be an escort for our friend. I did enjoy thinking more about my dear one, and I learned some interesting procedural things, too. So the universe was kind in conspiring to keep me in the temple tonight.
My day in the Library went pretty well. I was able to figure out something in a German document, not because I could read the word that was at issue [very tiny writing, not helped much even by a magnifying glass], but because the record column was recording how long a person resided in that place, and most of the other records had a number of years. So the person in question was born in that place.
Another success was helping a fellow missionary with a person who had been incorrectly attached in her family tree. I was able to offer evidence that the particular woman in question was a single school teacher in Massachusetts 1870, not a married mother of two children in California!
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