The book of Answers

Once when I was young, I either heard or read somewhere that the book or Mormon has all the answers to any question you would ever ask. I can't remember where I heard that, nor if it's true, but to a certain extent, I believed it enough to turn to it when I needed an answer to prayer. Specifically, taking it to mean when I have lost something; if the book could tell me anything, it could tell me where to find whatever went missing. This method has yet to fail me. For example, when Kevin was living with us in the Orem house, I lost my cell phone. It had been missing for days and I couldn't find it anywhere. I had searched every room, even Kevin's. Now, when I lose something, it usually goes something like this: prayer in my mind as I'm looking, to later stopping what I'm doing and saying a slightly longer prayer in my mind and keep looking, to finally (usually days later of no success) kneeling down and vocally pleading. By now, you'd think I'd be smart enough to just skip to the last step ;) So anyway, I was on the last step of sincere prayer and knowing the Book of Mormon could tell me, I opened the scriptures and just read. The first words to the verse I read was "Look down". It just so happened that down below was Kevin's room. So, trusting what I had read, I went down and looked again. Well, the phone ended up being in that room, folded up in Kevin's jacket. So this week, I have misplaced my wallet or rather thin card case that fits in my pocket. It has been missing since Saturday. After searching and cleaning everything with no success, today was the day I pleaded with the Lord to find it and then here come the scriptures in my mind. I usually just see the name of the book and verse I need to turn to in my head if I don't feel I should just open the book. So today I felt I should actually read two verses. 2 Nephi 2:2 & 24. "2 ... thou knowest the greatness of God; and he shall consecrate thine afflictions for thy gain.24 But behold, all things have been done in the wisdom of him who knoweth all things." I can't say that I am happy about the answer that I got, but I know and am grateful for the reminder that down to every little detail in my life, there is a reason behind it that will be used for my good. I suppose even if that reason means having to get all new credit cards, license, and temple recommend. On a less spiritual note, I have been trying to get the master bedroom all put away, so I could be 100% sure my wallet was nowhere in there. So, I needed to attach the dresser mirror to the dresser so I could unpack all the dresser decor and proceed fully unpacking. Well, who knows where the screws went since whoever helped us move didn't put the screws back in the dresser. So on Saturday, my last day of having my wallet, I went to the store and bought screws. Came home, no, screws were wrong size. Put off cleaning room. Today, the whole family goes to the store and I buy the right size. Come home, place the mirror up and what do you know, the holes don't line up right. Upon closer examination, since the mirror was sideways and not upright, they just screwed a bunch of smaller regular screws that we happen to have an endless supply of. lol. But after it all, we have a mirror up. So I'm happy.