Great was my surprise this morning when I looked for the Eppingen book on the shelf--and it was missing! The last time that happened it had been turned in for repairs and I did not get it back for many weeks! I could not report this until a little later in the morning when the Access Services people arrive, so I found looked up and found the Ortssippenbuch from Friesenheim, another village or town in Baden where a different line originated. I ended up spending most of my research time on this town. The head of our floor's Access Services did find the Eppingen book, which had just been misfiled, but I think I can get through Friesenheim fairly quickly.
My good intentions of working in the microfilms on my surname line just did not happen. I am just not feeling as well as usual, having developed a lot of drainage which leads to coughing. I had thought this was just a few days, but as I am writing this I realize that last Sunday I was a little worried that I would cough during the Tabernacle Choir broadcast--so I have been fighting this for a week already.
At prayer meeting the person scheduled to give the spiritual thought did not show up, so I offered to talk. I did not really know what I would talk about, but a prayer in the 20 second walk to the podium helped me think of something that went along with our scripture for the month: 2 Timothy 1:7. For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. A few years ago as a new year approached I realized that I had gotten into the habit of complaining quite a bit, so I came up with a motto: Smile More, Complain Less. I actually was successful in implementing that motto for a good portion of the year.
However, life happened, and I found myself slipping back into depressive thoughts, as I am prone to do. It was not until last summer, after many months of wonderful miracles that brought my Sweetheart and me together that I formulated another motto: Fear Less, Trust More. Apparently these mottos touched some of the other missionaries, since several of them thanked me for the thought. I was grateful that the Spirit brought that to my mind.
This afternoon I spent about 2 1/2 hours on research, and then for about 45 minutes I reviewed some training with one of the elders who, like me, had not had a very easy time of figuring out the order in which books should be shelved in the library. Also like me, his attitude was "All I have to do is know where to find the books, and I can do that, so why do I need to learn this extra stuff!" Anyway, earlier in the week I had prepared myself to better understand the procedure, and once I presented just a few pointers to him, he caught on quickly and redid the worksheet without much difficulty. One of the other Trainers had already worked with him on the Family Tree checklist, so he has passed Level 2 despite initial reluctance.
I worked a little while longer on the Friesenheim material, and then I left a bit early so that I could go to the 4 pm session at the temple. It was not a very big session, so I was back to the apartment by about 6:15. I had some supper, and then prepared some cabbage salad and a tomato dish to take to a Young Elder Dinner hosted by my Ukrainian friend. It is the first time she will do one of the dinners.
My Sweetheart and I just talked for a nice while--we did not get to talk this morning--and enjoyed some reminiscing about our time together last year. I am very grateful for the opportunity we also have to pray together. That is a very good way to end the day.
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