sigh…just random thoughts…

A few weeks ago, I was invited to speak at a youth conference. It was an incredible experience. Oh, I love serving amongst the youth. They have power within themselves that is so amazing and strong. Anyway, when I arrived, before I even got out of my car, I was approached by a young woman that was attending the youth conference. She said, “Sister Gren, I am glad that you are FINALLY here. We woke up this morning to hear, (a young woman’s name that I will call Maylee) telling us how many hours until you arrived. Every hour, Maylee has been announcing to everyone when you would arrive and you are FINALLY here.” Of course, I giggled and was filled with those amazing warm fuzzies. But, that is not what I want to focus on right this minute. But, I do love those warm fuzzies.

The events of the night went as planned (well, you know with youth and events there is a lot of flexibility). There was lots of talking, laughter and fun. Then, it was time for the fireside where I and, a Bishop from one of the wards that was in attendance spoke. Following his talk, a testimony meeting was held. It was incredible. The Spirit was amazingly strong throughout the entire evening. The testimonies that were shared were icredible. It was awesome!

Anyway, when I was getting ready to leave, I said my goodbyes and I noticed that Maylee was nowhere to be found. I looked everywhere. I was puzzled. I felt strongly that I needed to say goodbye to her.  Why?  I am not sure.  I just knew that I needed too. I asked her friends where she went and they have any ideas. I asked her young women leaders if they knew where she went. They did not. We thought that she might have gone to the bathroom. I had a feeling to go put my things away in my car. Let me add…by this time it is extremely dark. As I approached my car, sitting on the cement divider thingy behind my car was Maylee. I placed my things in my car and went and sat down next to her. I told her that I had been looking for her to say goodbye. I told her that I wasn’t leaving until I found her. She said to me, “I knew that you would come looking for me.” How did she know that I would come looking for her? I gave her a hug and we just sat there in there on the cement parking divider in the dark in silence. She wouldn’t talk. I had a feeling that something was up. So, I quickly prayed and asked for guidance. Then, I just talked and talked…hoping to say the right things…something to comfort her. I still have no idea what was wrong. I hope that I said the right things.

But, this morning when I was getting ready for work, my thoughts turned to that evening a few weeks ago.  Why did she say to me, “I knew that you would come looking for me”?  How did she know that I would go looking for her?  I am grateful that I heeded to the prompting to seek her out.  But, I am just still so curious.  How come she had so much faith in me knowing that I would go looking for her?  Was it really important for her to have me find her and talk to her.   Hmmm…just random thoughts this morning. SIGH…

Michelle