Some time last year I went looking for our safety deposit box keys. I could not find the little green file box that they were in. The file box itself has some 3 X 5 cards that are important to me but the main thing was the keys. The box was not where I had last seen, on the back of the headboard in our room and Gene had no idea what box I was talking about. He looked for me but did not find it. I prayed eanestly over this because I did not want to pay for having the box rekeyed.
Today my prayers were answered. Gene found the box when he was looking for a spot to put a small air filter. I am so thankful.
The Lost Is Found
For a key we searched everywhere,
And I offered a humble prayer.
But that we find the key
Was not then meant to be.
I kept a prayer in my heart
And never let hope depart
That the lost would be found
And my joy would abound.
Time continued to flee
And still there was no key.
But one day we were given grace
To find the key's hiding place.
The lost is now found
And my joy doth abound.
22 Jan 2009 Suzanne Halliday
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- Mayer, Arizona
- My name is Suzanne Osborne Halliday. I am a mother of five sons: Michael, Edward, Stephen, Bruce and Daniel. I have a beloved step daughter: Lisa. I am the grandmother of seven grandsons: Anthony, Joshua, Aaron, Tyler, Mattie, Sydney, Zachary, and three grand daughters: Bella, Gali and Alycia. I was born in Wichita, Kansas in 1942 to Harvey Osborne and Joyce White. When I was nine years old my parents moved to Peridot, Arizona, a village on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation where my father had bought a trading post. It was not long after this that I was first introduced to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. A family down the road invited me to attend Primary. It was held in the back of the Weech's Trading Post in San Carlos. This was where I learned that I because of Jesus Christ I could return to live with my Heavenly Father again one day. Three years later my heart was touched by a Joseph Smith pamphlet I found in my brother Stevie's lunch pail. I joined the church 13 May 1961 when I was 19 years old. This decision has greatly changed my life.
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