I don't have time to write everything that has been going on the last few days. If I did, you wouldn't believe it anyway. My husband and my mom know and they both laughed. Yup, it's probably pretty funny.
One of the things I was asked to do this week was mend a pair of dress pants. The missionaries brought it over and said, "Sister, can you fix these? They have a hole in the crotch." A new member had purchased a dress suit at Goodwill, but discovered the hole.
Seeing as how this is a part of my calling, mending dress pants, that is, for missionaries and others, I said "Sure!"
When I began to examine the pants, my heart sank. Not only was there a hole in the crotch, but the fabric was worn and torn away from the seam. Which means it wasn't going to be a simple, sew-up-the-seam kind of repair.
The other morning as I was saying my prayers, pleading for strength for the day and telling Heavenly Father what I had to do, one of which was to repair the pants.
Then it came into my mind exactly how to fix the pants. So I just fixed them exactly as I was shown.
First, I ripped open the crotch seam. Then I took a tiny piece of fusible interfacing and fused it to the back of the fabric where the hole was. Then I used my darning foot and stitch and sewed the heck over the hole, the patch and the pants. Then I sewed the crotch seam with a heavy duty stitch.
Did I know this?
Heavenly Father told me what to do.
So if you are ever in a fix, and you can't figure out what to do.