The big news a few weeks ago is that we got to go through the temple with our nephew Jonah on Wednesday. It was so nice and fun to spend time with the Fronk family. I do enjoy them and they seem to tolerate me ok at this point.
(Now hopefully I am not saying something I shouldn't about being in the temple. If so, please politely tell me what I need to do to correct this post.)
Hal and I got to be the witness couple so it was kind of special for us, since Jonah was born the day before Landon. Anyway....I had been to a camp meeting the night before and had written on my palm a couple of things I needed to remember. The first was "Tera's brace", to remind Tera Spidle to bring her ankle brace for the hike. Second, "Mad Libs" because hey, what is a get together with the potential for free time without Mad Libs? And third, I wrote my part in the skit the Leaders would put on, so I wouldn't forget to look up a costume. ( I'll tell you what it is in a minute.)
Anyway, the movie was over and it was time for the prayer circle. I got to stand right next to Jonah. I was trying not to cry, because I started thinking about Landon, and also what a great kid Jonah is and how sad I was that they didn't get to be friends here on earth. It got to the part when we put our hand out and there it was in all it's glory, the words I had written:
(Because yes, yours truly was typecast in the role of the devil.)
It was quite awkward to see, so I tried scrunching up my hand, so Jonah wouldn't see it, but that just reminded me of that silly joke: "Let me read your palm." (Scrunch up their hand.) "You are going to be a bum!"
Not exactly spiritual thoughts going on in my head right then. More like a panicked, "How can I hide this?" when, really, in the temple there is no place to hide. The Lord already knows me, faults and all, and even he has managed to tolerate me so far.
However, I will be using actual paper to write any future reminders on.