Late last night I sent out the notices of which missionaries were assigned to the Young Elder Dinner hosts. Earlier in the week I had sent out preliminary notices, and thought I had gotten the OK from every host. Imagine my shock when the first email I got this morning was a sister who said she did not remember signing up and she could not provide dinner this Sunday! Panic set in and I immediately tried to figure out how we would work around this, since two of the elders involved were not ones who had already been fed this month.
I just was at a loss as to what to do, so I prayed. I do pray every day, but usually not quite like I did this time. A short time later I was doing my plank exercise, during which time I sometimes can check email on my phone. This time in reading the sister's message I realized she really was not the one who had signed up--her email just started out the same, so I had sent it to her and not to the person I had called to check with Tuesday because I had not gotten a response! Duh!!!
Anyway, I was able to give heartfelt thanks to Heavenly Father for helping me see what I needed to see. And it taught me yet another lesson--before I send out the emails, I really must double check that they are addressed correctly.
Another blessing was that later in the morning I was looking everywhere I could think of for my heavier gloves. We got several inches of snow last night [as interesting type of snow that looked like little balls of styrofoam!], and I knew the gloves had to be here somewhere. All of a sudden I realized I had not looked in a particular drawer--and there they were!
I got to talk quite a while with one of my friends back in St. Louis. We had a lot to catch up on, so by the time I finished, the time I had hoped to go to the temple was long gone. The other place I had planned to go to was the Library. As it was rather late, I decided I would go to the Library first. I never got to the temple, because I worked for several hours on untangling a mess in a couple of records. Then as I was about to leave, I discovered that the same problem had occurred in another line, so I just stayed there until nearly supper time. I was very glad that the microfilm was still available. I looked at four or five of the rolls to solve the problems.
In the first instance there was an incorrect indexing of the record. A death date recorded on a christening record was mis-interpreted. Instead of the indexer recording the correct date of 1857, it was recorded as 1897! That would have put the woman's age at death at 109! As it was, she lived to be 69, which seems pretty long for that time period. However, I have found that a lot of my ancestors have lived to be fairly elderly. Now that I have my Sweetheart, I am glad I had long-lived ancestors!
I was hoping to dig out the car tomorrow--but we are due for several more inches of snow, and snow every day for a while, so whatever I need will just have to wait. I am blessed to have plenty of food, and very few other needs. I am most grateful to have a warm place to stay, to be so close to the Library and the temple, and to have electronic devices that helpo me keep in touch with my Sweetheart, my family and friends.
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