My missionary has been gone for two years, but he is not coming back from his mission. His mission call was different being that he was called at the age of 16 to return home to our Father in Heaven. I miss him dearly, but I am okay and I am happy. Why you may ask; Let me tell you.
"Our Heavenly Father, who gives us so much to delight in, also knows that we learn and grow and become stronger as we face and survive the trials through which we must pass. ... Such difficulties allow us to change for the better, to rebuild our lives in the way Heavenly Father teaches us, and to become something different from what we were--better than we were, more understanding than we were, more empathetic than we were, with stronger testimonies than we had before."
-President Thomas S. Monson
I have seen this truth in my life over the last two years. I would not be who I am or where I am today without my Savior helping me and comforting me through the trials I have faced. I sometimes reflect on how broken and lost I was after the tragic accident that took Andrew's life two years ago. That trial didn't seem possible to overcome and indeed it wasn't. At least, it wasn't possible on my own. "With God all things are possible." It was not until I turned to my Father in Heaven and my Savior, Jesus Christ, that I was able to overcome my grief and pain. With the atonement and the love of God, I am able to endure life's trials and come away victorious and closer to God than ever before. My awareness of God's hand in all things has increased ten fold. "He knows me. He loves me. He calls me by name." I am His daughter and I am looking forward to the opportunity I have to serve a mission and teach my fellow brothers and sisters that they too can overcome trials and endure to the end with the help of Christ and our Father in Heaven. Life is good. Families and friendships are forever. I love you, Andrew. EWBWWYBMS!
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Wise No More
Life is full of opportunities and experiences, like singles ward. Yes, I smile whenever I say "Singles Ward" because I think of the movie and all the stereotypes laid out in it. So funny. Anyway, being in a young single adult ward has its pros and cons. One of the cons would include the couples snuggling, kissing, and giggling during the church meetings. They really shouldn't sit in the front rows if they are going to do that. It is only slightly distracting and only makes me slightly jealous. One of the pros for being in a young single adult ward is all the attractive single guys. :) Normally they don't talk to me. I think they are intimidated by my beauty, or maybe they heard about how hopeless I am at talking to them. Seriously. Let me explain.
I got my wisdom teeth out three days ago and am still taking the medication they gave me after the surgery like a good little girl. It was time for me to take my medication after Sacrament meeting today, so I went outside to eat a cracker with my medicine, again, like a good little girl. I was off to the side hoping no one would talk to me or even notice me. All of a sudden, an attractive single (hopefully) man walked by, stopped, and smiled at me with a cute smile and said "Oh! It's snack time?!" I, of course having lost all my wisdom after the removal of my teeth, panicked for a second not knowing what to say. That's when my big mouth opened as wide as it could, since I can't open it very wide because of surgery, and said defensively "I am just taking my meds!" Poor man. He just gave me an awkward look and walked away immediately. Goodness. Why can't I think of witty comments or just keep my mouth shut! Yes, I acknowledge that Heavenly Father has blessed me with intelligence, but my intelligence certainly doesn't pertain to talking to attractive men. I am sure that man is never going to talk to me again. He probably thinks I am a fat-faced druggy. No big deal. I am going on a mission anyway. Who needs attractive men in their life, am I right? *sigh* I don't know why talking to boys is so hard. Actually, talking to most people is hard for me if they start the conversation. I am just fine if I can start the conversation and choose the topic, but when someone else surprises me by talking to me, I panic! Oh, life. Sometimes all you can do is laugh it off and try really hard to be prepared for the next time an attractive man decides to talk to you.
I got my wisdom teeth out three days ago and am still taking the medication they gave me after the surgery like a good little girl. It was time for me to take my medication after Sacrament meeting today, so I went outside to eat a cracker with my medicine, again, like a good little girl. I was off to the side hoping no one would talk to me or even notice me. All of a sudden, an attractive single (hopefully) man walked by, stopped, and smiled at me with a cute smile and said "Oh! It's snack time?!" I, of course having lost all my wisdom after the removal of my teeth, panicked for a second not knowing what to say. That's when my big mouth opened as wide as it could, since I can't open it very wide because of surgery, and said defensively "I am just taking my meds!" Poor man. He just gave me an awkward look and walked away immediately. Goodness. Why can't I think of witty comments or just keep my mouth shut! Yes, I acknowledge that Heavenly Father has blessed me with intelligence, but my intelligence certainly doesn't pertain to talking to attractive men. I am sure that man is never going to talk to me again. He probably thinks I am a fat-faced druggy. No big deal. I am going on a mission anyway. Who needs attractive men in their life, am I right? *sigh* I don't know why talking to boys is so hard. Actually, talking to most people is hard for me if they start the conversation. I am just fine if I can start the conversation and choose the topic, but when someone else surprises me by talking to me, I panic! Oh, life. Sometimes all you can do is laugh it off and try really hard to be prepared for the next time an attractive man decides to talk to you.
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