Scripture Sunday #17 – Bearing One Another’s Burdens

Two weeks ago was our Stake Conference.  I am glad that I wrote down the few thoughts that I did because it seems a distant memory.  I have enough problems with remembering what happened a couple of hours ago.  I don’t think that it is because the early stages of dementia are setting in.  I think my brain doesn’t always store data that I deem trivial or unimportant.  Like when my husband came home last night and handed me the keys.  A short while later my daughter wanted to take the car and asked me where the keys were and I told her to ask her dad because he was the last one to drive the car.  I was so certain that I didn’t have the keys that I barely checked my pockets for them.  So a “high and low” search ensued, resulting in no one discovering the whereabouts of the keys.  It wasn’t until later when I was emptying my OTHER pocket that I found them.  I was tempted to intentionally “lose” them and then later discover them (where I had hidden them, of course), but I resisted the temptation and fessed up. This is not to say that I don’t take the talks and subject matter that was taught at Stake Conference as trivial or unimportant.  But without a written trigger word or phrase, it is not always easy to