You mean I get to LIVE this way? Hmmm...
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After much introspection that left me melancholy, reflective, I knew it was time to get ready for church. My husband's alarm went off, I'd been blogging all night. I don't need much sleep.
Ugh. Church. I knew it was coming, but it's been several weeks since I dragged my lazy self out there.
But hearing my husband shaving and getting ready gave me a bright spark of optimism. Suddenly a light turned on in my soul and I felt good. I picked up a church magazine next to me. I subscribed to three church publications with the hope that all of those uplifting reading materials would keep me busy in a positive way, rather than reading people's blogs or stupid parenting magazines which I find to be ultra-condescending and loaded with faddish, materialistic ideas.
But I still read crap. I guess it's OK because wow, do I appreciate the church magazines ever so much more as a vivid contrast between the dark of the world and the light of Christ.
Moments ago in another state of daydreaming I was reflecting on the cover of the recent conference address magazine. On the cover is a picture of Gordon B. Hinckley when he was sitting on the stand at conference. His warm, comforting smile. A man I'd love to have a hug from. I can't even imagine getting a hug from Jesus Christ himself, as I've never seen him in real life, or seen a photograph of him. I'd especially love to hug him too, if he'd have me.
And when I looked at that picture of Pres. Hinckley and saw his warm smile, for once I didn't ask myself, "How can I be that happy too?" No, it naturally occured to me that I can be that happy. I have every tool at my disposal to live like that too.
Ugh. Church. I knew it was coming, but it's been several weeks since I dragged my lazy self out there.
But hearing my husband shaving and getting ready gave me a bright spark of optimism. Suddenly a light turned on in my soul and I felt good. I picked up a church magazine next to me. I subscribed to three church publications with the hope that all of those uplifting reading materials would keep me busy in a positive way, rather than reading people's blogs or stupid parenting magazines which I find to be ultra-condescending and loaded with faddish, materialistic ideas.
But I still read crap. I guess it's OK because wow, do I appreciate the church magazines ever so much more as a vivid contrast between the dark of the world and the light of Christ.
Moments ago in another state of daydreaming I was reflecting on the cover of the recent conference address magazine. On the cover is a picture of Gordon B. Hinckley when he was sitting on the stand at conference. His warm, comforting smile. A man I'd love to have a hug from. I can't even imagine getting a hug from Jesus Christ himself, as I've never seen him in real life, or seen a photograph of him. I'd especially love to hug him too, if he'd have me.
And when I looked at that picture of Pres. Hinckley and saw his warm smile, for once I didn't ask myself, "How can I be that happy too?" No, it naturally occured to me that I can be that happy. I have every tool at my disposal to live like that too.
