I have been trying to have a more grateful heart over the few years, and have used a few methods to help me become more conscious of how blessed my life really is. The first thing I did was last year I did 364 days of having a Thankful Journal. I would write five things each day that I was thankful for. After I reached my goal of 1,820 things I was grateful for daily in the past year I kept going till the journal was full. 2,058 things filled my heart with gratitude last year. Some of those things were: Sunny days, art, pictures, cozy clothes, baths, lotion, tips, lazy days, pool time, chevrons, freedom, friends, iphone, advice, girl talk, pink ombre nails, pinterest, wifi, perspective, sales racks, Costco, Missy Higgins Pandora, education, lipgloss flashlight, smiles, hugs. Just to name a few, those were what filled my heart with thanksgiving, and helped me to realize that God loves me, he wants me to be happy.
This year, instead of recognizing God's hand, and thanking him, I have been thanking people who have taken the time to make my life easier. It has been so great! I have never been much of a thank you card kind of person, but it feels so good to receive thank you cards! I have been learning that it also feels great to send them! To recognize someone who did something they may have thought of as insignificant, but really affected my day. It has seriously been amazing to get feed back from people I have thanked!
I have a long path still ahead of me to discovering true gratitude, but I will continue to try daily to acknowledge those who have helped me along my way, and more importantly my heavenly father who blesses me with so much!
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Forever is a long time, but I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
This clip made an amazing impact on the way I view trials! I have since been sharing it with others who have come to me with similar problems. This happens in our lives more frequently then not. It leads us to question if we are really following the spirit or not when things don't work out the way we think they should. I know that we have a loving Father in Heaven and I know he loves me, and he wants to show me in a way that I can understand what he wants for me, and my life. By going down the wrong roads as in this clip we can know 100% that that is not where we want to be. We can also know the right road once we have turned down the wrong path. I can't wait to "hear him say 'I told you with would be okay, I told you it would be alright.'" We just need to keep going down the path with as much faith as we can muster that God indeed knows us, he knows our struggles, and he knows what makes us happy. We are his children and he wants nothing more then for us to return to his presence. He also knows that we have to want to return to him, and we will not be happy in his presence if we do not truly want to be there. As much as that pains our beloved father he loves us so much that he is willing to let us make mistakes, test our wings, and try to forge our own paths. He sits quietly on the sidelines and waits for our return, just like the prodigal son when we finally do make the choice to return he orchestrates a feast and runs to us with open arms. He never gives up on his children. Our loving father in heaven does not want us to be lost or confused, and if we follow his amazing leaders, and look to the prophets and apostles we will never be led astray, and our questions will be answered.
My beaYOUtiful Life!
Besides the obvious blessings of working in the temple, my favorite part of temple service is my little old lady friends! Seriously they boost my self esteem, and make me feel amazing! I love them! Two of my favorites are Sister Court, and Sister Webb, these two are definitely my bff temple ladies! We always find time in the shift to touch base, and it is an added bonus if we get to eat lunch together! I seriously love them! I just love the spirit of sisterhood! Some people I just know I knew in the pre-earth life, and we were thick as thieves! These two ladies are definitely among those pre-earth buddies! Apparently all I have to say are little snip-its of thoughts! haha
Inspire me higher
Ipod shuffle is a magical thing! It can aggravate, enlighten, cheer, or soothe. One day I was shuffling it up, and they lyrics to the Lemuria song Yesterday's Lunch totally hit me! They ring with so much sad truth: " You never feel successful until all your friends have failed...Everyone wants more when there is only enough."
These lyrics are so true! Why is it so hard to handle the success of others? The more others succeed the more it pushes us to succeed, and therefore makes the world work.It is so sad that our society, and even worse our "friends" are rooting for us to fail. Are we all climbing the latter in this rat race waiting for those around us to fall? Most of us have enough, we have amazing lives, and rich blessings, but we want more. How much more is there to give? I am a total advocate of fighting for what you want and making your dreams a reality, but not at the expense seeing everyone around me with less then they deserve.Is it really winning if everyone else fails?Just something random I thought about during and ipod shuffle sesh
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Live by the sun, love by the moon
Alright, alright, I will be the first to admit that I do not have the best attitude about missionary work. My idea of a perfect congregation is not necessarily a chapel full of the most elite gospel scholars, but a room full of people who want to be there, who want to hear God's word, feel his spirit and draw closer to him. People who want to continue down the path of righteousness, and who consistently at least have the desire to repent, and move forward. Unfortunately that is not the plan, nor the purpose of the church. The purpose of the church, and organizations of wards is to bear one another's burdens, and to lift the down trodden, and be a refuge for those in need. Crushing my ideal congregations are those people who simply don't know where they stand, and those who joined the church for the social aspect, or because a friend did, and now they are lost, and might have even fallen away from the church. My main thought is that we cannot FORCE these lost sheep to come back to the fold. Some do not want to be a part of the fold anymore, and some just need time, and they will come back when they are ready. ANYWAY that being said I have a hard time especially with reactivation. If people don't want to come to church who am I to force them? If they aren't going to come for the right reasons (IE faith, a testimony, ect), then do they really need to come at all? Like I said, BAD attitude, definitely not super Christ-like.
I have been working on that, and thanks to Elder Ballard's talk on missionary work once again was my final breaking point. I prayed for something I have been afraid to pray for...missionary experiences. Now I did not just vaguely pray for an experience, I put a lot of thought into this, and I prayed specifically to be led to someone who is seeking the gospel. I am not about to be a pusher, I want to help someone who is lost, and seeking. I know there are tons of people out there that God has prepared to hear his message.
Small tangent before I delve deeper into my experience, we had the digital missionaries speak to us on Sunday (some of you might be very confused by this new term, I totally was! Basically it's people spreading the gospel through social media). The meeting was amazing! One girl talked about how her grandma had grown up with a close Mormon friend (we'll call the grandma Judy, and the friend Sally because I can't remember their real names...) The Sally quietly lived her religion; declining trips to the beach on Sunday, and wearing modest clothing. Judy later reflected that she often thought that Sally had something figured out that none of the other girls in the group did, the Judy just didn't know what it was. Once the girls had grown, married and moved away Judy was having a particularly trying day trying to figure out life, and handle her kids and the house, and life in general. While her husband was at work when the missionaries knocked on the door. Because of the example of Sally, Judy was super excited to talk to the missionaries, she just knew that she was finally ready to figure out what Sally had known all of those years ago that had made her so happy. Of course the story ends with Judy and her family getting baptized, and now thanks to Sally and her example the granddaughter giving the talk was born into the gospel, all because Sally lived her religion. AMAZING! I loved that simple lesson. People are looking to us to be the example. Do we practice what we preach?
Okay, so time for my prayed for missionary experience:
So I was talking to one of my clients while I cut his hair, and just the usual: how have you been? What have you been up to? Then randomly he asked me if I went to General Conference. I told him I watched it at home, and asked if he had ever seen it. A religious conversation ensued from there, I explained to him the purpose of conference, and that the most amazing part of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is that we receive revelation through our living prophet from God. We hear thing that we need to work on, and usually come away with resolve to do better. After talking about different aspects of the gospel, and answering a few questions, I asked if he was religious, he is Catholic...Christmas Catholic. haha. Suddenly I felt prompted to ask him to come to church with me. Inside I started FREAKING OUT! He is my client! I don't want to lose him as a client, and I don't want to make our relationship weird, or awkward, then I remembered my prayer about being led to someone who needs to hear the gospel. I sucked it up, and prayed for help in A. not sounding pushy, B. not sounding scared, and C. courage to go through with it. I told him we should do a church swap! Easter is coming up, so I can go to Easter Mass with him, one week, and he can come to church with me another.
WHEW! I did it! He actually sounded pretty interested until he realized it was three hours! haha I told him, he could just come to sacrament meeting which was an hour, making it a fair trade. I gave him my number and told him to let me know if he really wanted to because I really do want to go to a Mass. We shall see what happens. Even if it is nothing I was able to plant a seed, defend my religion, be an example, and also be courageous enough to share the gospel. It was a great experience!
I am so grateful I do not have a silent God. I have a God who is very involved in the details of my life. He guides me, and helps me when I need his grace, and light. I am so grateful for the miracles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for my membership in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day saints, and I am so grateful for great parents who brought me up in the gospel, and led me down the path of righteousness and obedience.
I have been working on that, and thanks to Elder Ballard's talk on missionary work once again was my final breaking point. I prayed for something I have been afraid to pray for...missionary experiences. Now I did not just vaguely pray for an experience, I put a lot of thought into this, and I prayed specifically to be led to someone who is seeking the gospel. I am not about to be a pusher, I want to help someone who is lost, and seeking. I know there are tons of people out there that God has prepared to hear his message.
Small tangent before I delve deeper into my experience, we had the digital missionaries speak to us on Sunday (some of you might be very confused by this new term, I totally was! Basically it's people spreading the gospel through social media). The meeting was amazing! One girl talked about how her grandma had grown up with a close Mormon friend (we'll call the grandma Judy, and the friend Sally because I can't remember their real names...) The Sally quietly lived her religion; declining trips to the beach on Sunday, and wearing modest clothing. Judy later reflected that she often thought that Sally had something figured out that none of the other girls in the group did, the Judy just didn't know what it was. Once the girls had grown, married and moved away Judy was having a particularly trying day trying to figure out life, and handle her kids and the house, and life in general. While her husband was at work when the missionaries knocked on the door. Because of the example of Sally, Judy was super excited to talk to the missionaries, she just knew that she was finally ready to figure out what Sally had known all of those years ago that had made her so happy. Of course the story ends with Judy and her family getting baptized, and now thanks to Sally and her example the granddaughter giving the talk was born into the gospel, all because Sally lived her religion. AMAZING! I loved that simple lesson. People are looking to us to be the example. Do we practice what we preach?
Okay, so time for my prayed for missionary experience:
So I was talking to one of my clients while I cut his hair, and just the usual: how have you been? What have you been up to? Then randomly he asked me if I went to General Conference. I told him I watched it at home, and asked if he had ever seen it. A religious conversation ensued from there, I explained to him the purpose of conference, and that the most amazing part of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is that we receive revelation through our living prophet from God. We hear thing that we need to work on, and usually come away with resolve to do better. After talking about different aspects of the gospel, and answering a few questions, I asked if he was religious, he is Catholic...Christmas Catholic. haha. Suddenly I felt prompted to ask him to come to church with me. Inside I started FREAKING OUT! He is my client! I don't want to lose him as a client, and I don't want to make our relationship weird, or awkward, then I remembered my prayer about being led to someone who needs to hear the gospel. I sucked it up, and prayed for help in A. not sounding pushy, B. not sounding scared, and C. courage to go through with it. I told him we should do a church swap! Easter is coming up, so I can go to Easter Mass with him, one week, and he can come to church with me another.
WHEW! I did it! He actually sounded pretty interested until he realized it was three hours! haha I told him, he could just come to sacrament meeting which was an hour, making it a fair trade. I gave him my number and told him to let me know if he really wanted to because I really do want to go to a Mass. We shall see what happens. Even if it is nothing I was able to plant a seed, defend my religion, be an example, and also be courageous enough to share the gospel. It was a great experience!
I am so grateful I do not have a silent God. I have a God who is very involved in the details of my life. He guides me, and helps me when I need his grace, and light. I am so grateful for the miracles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for my membership in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day saints, and I am so grateful for great parents who brought me up in the gospel, and led me down the path of righteousness and obedience.
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