Something rather unusual happened about 2 weeks ago that I am still pondering. I don’t know really how to tell it so you might get the feeling for what happened, so I will just tell it and I guess either you will feel it or you won’t.
I was working at my computer and a couple of missionaries came into the office that were going home the next day. I had spoken with them on the phone about mission car business, but other than that I didn’t know either of them, nor did I know anything about them. At the moment I was completely involved in my computer program (you have probably seen me like that, I become oblivious to anything around me when I am focused on something). One of them walked over to my desk and said “Hello Elder Earl, good to finally meet you” and he sat down in a chair facing me. I awoke from my trance and turned to face him, and immediately tears started to run down my cheeks. I said hello and we talked just very briefly and he got up to take care of his business. I looked down and I had lines of water down my shirt.
Over the past few years I have become much more emotional that before, I think I would cry now if I stepped on an ant. But this was something really different. I have sat across the desk from Thomas S. Monson (many years ago) and just last Wednesday April & I were interviewed by Elder Allen F. Packer in the mission office, and I didn’t “loose it” then. So what happened?
Don’t ask me, I don’t know. Something is very unusual about Elder Northcott.
Here we are at Stake Conference last night.
Did we already say that everything here is GREEN?
Pa.
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