"you're the best....."

We are almost to September again. How did that happen? I blame it on technology. I am receiving phone calls, Facebook chats and texts all day long. You might think having 200 young friends would be like having the following of a rock star. I've never though of our missionaries as  paparazzi but it must be what it feels like.

"Sister Taggart, how do you cook corn on the cob and how do you know when it is done?"

At least ten times this week I've heard, "Sister Taggart, you're the best." The best what, I ask myself? The best at answering the phone? The best at solving mysteries? The best at answering your questions?

Two Elders were needed in Suamico,Wisconsin to help move an investigator in. I look at Suamico on Google Earth, pick up the phone and dial the Wisconsin Milwaukee Mission office and their rock star says, "I'll have two Elders there in the morning." The secretaries in these offices wield such power. And then the response, "Thanks, Sister Taggart. You're the best." Heady stuff.

I received 28 name tags in the mail for my missionaries. The response, "You're the best." Really? They pay for them. I just go online and order them and for that I'm the best? I should have become computer literate years ago.

"Sister Taggart, I think our mail is being stolen. Could you write me a letter to see. Thanks, you're the best." A pretty creative way of getting my autograph, I might add.

A Facebook chat requesting a Book of Mormon in the Tamil language would have gone unobserved in days of old. I check those messages each morning and respond, "Are they from India or Sri Lanka?" Who is this person and what have they done with the old Claudia? SIRI and I are tight and she helps answer the questions I can't answer.

We walked out of the elevator one day to dollar bills floating from the second story of the bank. $6,000 to be exact. They modified the ice bucket challenge and collected dollar bills instead.  The next day, as we left, the guard approached us "excuse me, were you two here yesterday when the money floated down? we are missing $1 and we need to search you. He was kidding but rock stars always have scandal follow them. I could see the headlines, SENIOR MISSIONARIES CAUGHT STEALING A DOLLAR FROM ALS CHARITY FUND TO PURCHASE TWO 49 CENT ICE CREAM CONES FROM MCDONALDS!!!! Not so good to be closely followed and scrutinized.

"Sister Taggart--a referral you texted us turned out to be a vacant lot. But after we went back home we called his phone number. He answered but he is Chinese and speaks very little English. He said he lived across the street from the vacant lot. Could we find someone to teach him in Chinese? A guy in our ward just got back from his mission in Hong Kong. Guess what???They live in the same apartment building. Thanks so much, Sister Taggart, you're the best." I click a button to send a text---The Creator of the Universe lines up all the necessary people to teach someone His Gospel--and I'm the best?  I don't think so!

This week our "Sulfer shower sisters" get to move. For 2 months (since their other apartment burned down) they have showered with water that smelled like Yellowstone....and made their hair smell like rotten eggs too. Glad to know they will now smell like shampoo again.

One of our Assistants to the President had oral surgery this week so I bought him jello, chocolate milk, puddings, soups, juices, Popsicles, and applesauce. He laughed and thought it unnecessary until the deadening wore off. You guessed it, "You're the best. How did you know what would taste so good to me?"  This one had nothing to do with technology or even  dumb luck. Experience...and I'm the best.

Thank heavens we work in a bank. We get a 3 day weekend, so to speak. Phone calls and texts keep coming in but I can be a homebody......the best.

Love,

Sister Taggart