I'm feeling kind of overwhelmed/tenderhearted and want to either scream, cry, or sleep right now.
It must be that time of the month. You know? 4th Sunday- time to teach Relief Society again.
Although I could complain about this calling to no end and do everything I can to trade it away for something else, I am so grateful for it. I'm learning so much about myself. I have so much to learn about my Savior and my Father in Heaven. Each month I am humbled again as I realize how much they love me.
I have dirty base boards.
I like to stay up late and sleep in.
I have piles of unorganized notebooks visible to the world that I continue to ignore.
I feed my kids processed chicken nuggets and Ramen noodles.
I love to run- and what kind of a sport is that, really?
Sometimes I don't want to brush my teeth at night before bed. So I don't.
I get competitive.
I eat too much butter and not enough broccoli.
I read in my scriptures the other night in Alma 40: 11- "Now, concerning the state of the soul between death
and the resurrection—Behold, it has been made known unto me by an
angel, that the spirits of all men, as soon as they are departed from
this mortal body, yea, the spirits of all men, whether they be good or
evil, are taken home to that God who gave them life."
I thought about how I am His child. His very own. He probably has a Heavenly Blog where He writes down all of the funny things I say and do so that He doesn't forget- just like I do my own children. I have no doubt that when my spirit leaves this mortal body behind, that I will get to wrap my arms around my Father's neck for a great hug. He loves me so much.
Even though I am neurotic and eat too much butter.
Wilson Halloween Extravaganza! - Potions, and Bingo, and mummies- oh my! We had witches, and zombies, and a pirate- no lie!
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