Hello, how are you? Fine? A little stressed? Yeah, I know the feeling. And it's okay, it's all going to be alright.
Tonight, to make room for the newly acquired item I bought (a 2 liter of A&W Root Beer to help with finals studying), I pulled out my almost empty gallon of milk and set it on my table. After a very short while of it being out, I thought to myself, "Oh, I should drink that milk." I figured I would drink it straight out of the container since it was only so little. I lifted the container to my mouth and begin to taste that first sip of my 1% milk. It instantly gave me a strong emotion, the kind you get when you experience something you didn't even think would happen. The milk was warm and almost instantly the rest of the milk ended up down my neck and shirt. There's a little left, actually. I don't think I want to finish it if I don't have to. I'm sure this has happened to all of us.
Sometimes life is like an almost empty gallon of warm milk, you just don't expect it. It could have been worse, I guess spoiled or filled with weird chunks. The last six months I have experienced a lot of warm milk that have spilled all over me in several different cases. You start to think what's wrong with yourself? You apologize to others and try to do things better but it seems to mean nothing. It's like your life crumbling similar to that sand castle you so carefully built, carving the towers and walls, and digging a deep enough moat to stop the waves to even getting close to your mighty castle. But somehow it always gets through the moat. Is something wrong with me? Am I not good enough? I thought I was strong enough to handle this, but I've found out that I'm now broken and in need of repair. It's taken a long time, many hours of prayer, endless tears I didn't think I had, and facing reality to get where I am today. And it's okay, it really will be alright. Just keep moving forward and you will pull through. Even through worse cases, like spoiled and chunky milk. Best realization is that God loves broken things.
"And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them." Ether 12:27
Tonight, to make room for the newly acquired item I bought (a 2 liter of A&W Root Beer to help with finals studying), I pulled out my almost empty gallon of milk and set it on my table. After a very short while of it being out, I thought to myself, "Oh, I should drink that milk." I figured I would drink it straight out of the container since it was only so little. I lifted the container to my mouth and begin to taste that first sip of my 1% milk. It instantly gave me a strong emotion, the kind you get when you experience something you didn't even think would happen. The milk was warm and almost instantly the rest of the milk ended up down my neck and shirt. There's a little left, actually. I don't think I want to finish it if I don't have to. I'm sure this has happened to all of us.
Sometimes life is like an almost empty gallon of warm milk, you just don't expect it. It could have been worse, I guess spoiled or filled with weird chunks. The last six months I have experienced a lot of warm milk that have spilled all over me in several different cases. You start to think what's wrong with yourself? You apologize to others and try to do things better but it seems to mean nothing. It's like your life crumbling similar to that sand castle you so carefully built, carving the towers and walls, and digging a deep enough moat to stop the waves to even getting close to your mighty castle. But somehow it always gets through the moat. Is something wrong with me? Am I not good enough? I thought I was strong enough to handle this, but I've found out that I'm now broken and in need of repair. It's taken a long time, many hours of prayer, endless tears I didn't think I had, and facing reality to get where I am today. And it's okay, it really will be alright. Just keep moving forward and you will pull through. Even through worse cases, like spoiled and chunky milk. Best realization is that God loves broken things.
"And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them." Ether 12:27
