September 13th, 2009



We had a very unusual experience in the library today. A woman came in to get copies, and stayed to use the three-hole hole punch and put the copies in folders. While that was going on, one of the guys in charge of the Gospel Essentials class came in and asked about the Gospel Principles books. All three of the ones we had this week (the number we have varies from week to week) had already been checked out, and he asked if they had been assigned to the library. We didn't know--we only knew they were in here, so we checked them out. Why would they be in the library if they weren't supposed to be anyway? That doesn't mean they were supposed to be in there, though. The ways of the library are as yet mysterious to us. We should probably find the library's copy of the manual for ward librarians.

Anyway. There was talk about how either the Gospel Essentials teachers or the library will get new copies of the books, which will then proceed to disappear, and we keep having to replenish them, so Athena suggested letting each of the members of the class have their own book, like with the Relief Society and Priesthood manuals. Then if they took it home after class on Sunday, it wouldn't be a problem. Either the teacher or the woman with her copies pointed out that not everyone would bring the books to class, to which Athena responded, "That's their responsibility."

We're pretty sure (but not entirely sure) that's when the woman snapped. For some reason she was now very angry, and she pointed out that the books are heavy, and some people have to carry lots of books (like all the folders she had with her copies), and it all adds up. Athena talked about how we had to carry heavy books to school every day in high school, but that was irrelevant somehow. The woman said that her folders were actually really light, but scriptures are heavy, and adding the Relief Society manual to that makes it even worse, and she has shoulder problems because of it. So Athena said that she didn't think that carrying scriptures and a lesson manual to church every week would be enough to cause someone shoulder problems, and the woman said, "That's not why I have problems; you're twisting my words."

It's here that I would like to point out that I wasn't paraphrasing when I said she said, "I have shoulder problems because of it," right after saying how heavy her scriptures and lesson manual were. So we were confused. We were like, "But, that is what you said just now!" So she apologized for arguing with us when we weren't even trying to listen. Athena apologized for getting so worked up, and went to get some water. I wasn't satisfied, so I asked her how repeating exactly what she said was twisting her words. I have a hard time remembering everything she said, but towards the end she said something like, "I'm just trying to avoid having people leave the Church because of insensitive comments." Wha...?

So we figure she was having a bad day, or PMSing, or something, because when we talked it over, we still didn't think that suggesting somebody bring their own lesson manual to church (they really aren't very big--a little bigger than your standard paperback, but thinner) would be enough to get someone to stop coming, unless they weren't really interested in the Church to begin with. We can come on pretty strong at times, but I think her comment was pushing it maybe. We do think that accusing someone of being insensitive enough to drive people out of the Church might drive the accused out of the Church, though, so we're mostly just amused with the irony. And incredibly confused about the whole incident. I kind of wish we had been mature enough to be like, "Whoa, wait, calm down. What is this, now?"

But I don't want this whole entry to be about crazy happenings in the library. The Relief Society lesson today actually had the story about Joseph Smith that we like to remind each other about, to help us remember to actually do things for people when we can, instead of just being all, "Aww." So I'm going to copy and paste it here!

"Joseph Smith was as tenderhearted as he was sociable, as one young man remembered: 'I was at Joseph’s house; he was there, and several men were sitting on the fence. Joseph came out and spoke to us all. Pretty soon a man came up and said that a poor brother who lived out some distance from town had had his house burned down the night before. Nearly all of the men said they felt sorry for the man. Joseph put his hand in his pocket, took out five dollars and said, "I feel sorry for this brother to the amount of five dollars; how much do you all feel sorry?"'"

Today I'm thankful for chocolate chip cookies in the Relief Society room, the friendly people who asked us how we're doing and were kind enough to listen, Oreo's artistic posing (which unfortunately doesn't last long enough for me to grab the camera and take a picture), pictures of snow leopards on Wikipedia, and the cooler weather today.