So in less than half an hour the muffins were baked, on a plate, and I was ready to go. I dropped by one house... then another... then another... By the fourth house I wasn't even able to knock on the door since I learned I needed an apartment number I didn't have. I still managed to get rid off all the muffins after church but I still felt like a big fat failure for not having had a single conversation with any of my sisters.
Well, I went to a dessert party later that evening and after the dessert party my friend Kim hunts me down.
"Jill, I just kept thinking about you today. I made something for you. Do you like muffins? If you want, we can go to my car and grab them. Hows life?"
Those who aren't religious might find this scenario merely ironic. They might conclude that we Relief Society chicks just really dig muffins. However, considering I hadn't talked to Kim in over a week and she has never made me food before... I'm glad that even though I'm far from perfect, a mere fleck in this vast, infinite universe, that God is aware of me... Well, He's aware of each of us really, but I'm glad that I have the gospel in my life. When I'm feeling inadequate, confused, and the like and then when I have these sorts of experiences, I remember that God cares about me, in spite of everything.
....Now that I'm finished with that, you can all watch this movie clip from "The Importance of Being Earnest". I read the book for the first time recently and I'm kind of a fan. Enjoy!
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