|One time it snowed and the entire state freaked out.|
As a last hurrah, my comp and I forewent driving to the church to run around the gym for our exercise hour (nevermind the fact that we didn’t actually have a car with which to do so, as it’s in the shop) and instead jogged across the street to the high school track. I ran up the stadium steps, like I used to do every morning when I first got here, and said my farewells at the top of the bleachers, the whole cold barely-lit city laid out before me. “Thanks for the memories, old Skreve. I will miss you.”
|I wanna adopt the Smith family k thx|
|my best friend Bailee|
Other cool thing of the week - after all my hugs goodbye after church (I'm going to miss my ward family so much) we sisters got to go run the LDS booth at the World Religions Fair at the community center. A Hindu guy gave us free bananas, several teenagers doing school projects asked us questions and took Books of Mormon, and I was interviewed for TV by the news lady. I was on KTBS 3 last Sunday. Cool, huh?
This is a seemingly insignificant story in comparison, but it was such a plain expression of mercy that I have to share. Sister Sellers and I were on bikes last Saturday and we hopped off to approach a house. As I pulled off my helmet, it caught on my earring and I felt it rip off. Initiate: panic search. Leaves covered the ground and we pulled off our tags, hoping the magnet on the back would pick it up, but fifteen minutes later it was still lost. Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal - I don't even wear jewelry hardly - but these earrings were a gift. Indian-made turquoise earrings from my sister in New Mexico. Naturally, losing one was a little distressing. We had both prayed in our hearts to find it, but as I started to say another one, a thought came to me, as though Heavenly Father was speaking back - "Who do you love more? Me or your sister?" I would give my right leg for my sister. But at this moment, I realized that although God loves to give to those who ask, at this moment He was going to test my dedication to Him and His work. With a bit of a heavy heart, I abandoned the search and got back to the work of salvation.
By the end of the day, I'd put the disappointment from my mind. My conscience was clear - I had made a choice in full purpose of heart to show my commitment to my Heavenly Father and his work. He could have left it at that, a great lesson learned. But I guess He also decided to take this chance to teach me of His mercy. As Sister Sellers and I knelt down to pray that evening, my heart stopped. There on the carpet was the missing earring. I don't know how He did it - because I'd felt it rip off earlier - if it had stuck to my clothes or my bike or something and just fallen off when we got in (after a full day of biking? I'm so sure) but one way or another, God answered our prayers, this time with "Yes - because I know it will make you happy."
" I am not worthy of the least of all themercies, and of all the truth, which thou hast shewed unto thy servant" [Gen 32] "But behold, I, [Sister Valdez], will show unto you that the tender mercies of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power ofdeliverance." [1 Nephi 1]
|...is a team effort|