Today is Sunday. I love the way Sunday feels. I don't have to work on Sunday, I get to go to church on Sunday, I get to be uplifted on Sunday, and Sunday never fails to rejuvenate my soul. On this particular Sunday there are many things I want to share, and because I can never keep my thoughts collected, they're just going to be scattered and out-of-order and everywhere. So here goes.
First, I'm glad for the way I am raised. Today in Young Women's we were talking about Girl's Camp, and some of the Beehives didn't know what Secret Sisters were. It was weird, everyone knows what Secret Sisters are! But these girls made me realize that no, not everyone does. Something that was so well-known to me was completely new to them. And that was a big eye-opener to my life being raised in the church. All that I know about the Church I've grown up in, the religion I love, is completely unheard of to someone else. I think about it all, the way it's helped me and shaped me, and try to think about these people who don't have that. They don't have it all, and I've taken it for granted my whole life.
Second, a friend helped me with something I was struggling with. I love music, but I hate songs that have bad lyrics or anything like that. So, as I have had my iPod on shuffle while I do things, I have made a list of every song I have that's bad or implies anything bad. Well, I made the list, but I never took the songs off of my iPod. I knew what ones they were, but I couldn't get myself to get rid of them because I still loved the song. My friend helped me see past that. Click HERE to watch the video my friend posted on Facebook that helped me. I will not let one song ruin my chances. I am proud to say that I WILL be deleting all the songs that have found their names on my list. And I will keep my list, so that if I ever come across another bad one, I can add it to the list and make sure it gets deleted. There are so many other songs, so many other GOOD songs, that I don't need a single bad one. Thank you, Kylee.
And third, inspiration is everywhere. It's in the cute little girl that sat in front of me in church today with her big sparkling eyes looking up to her adoptive parents with so much love. It's in my ward family, where everyone effortlessly loves everyone. And it's in my life, where I can look anywhere and immediately see the Hand of God touching my life; where I can feel Him constantly. I have no doubts when it comes to Him. He is watching, He really cares, He is there.
First, I'm glad for the way I am raised. Today in Young Women's we were talking about Girl's Camp, and some of the Beehives didn't know what Secret Sisters were. It was weird, everyone knows what Secret Sisters are! But these girls made me realize that no, not everyone does. Something that was so well-known to me was completely new to them. And that was a big eye-opener to my life being raised in the church. All that I know about the Church I've grown up in, the religion I love, is completely unheard of to someone else. I think about it all, the way it's helped me and shaped me, and try to think about these people who don't have that. They don't have it all, and I've taken it for granted my whole life.
Second, a friend helped me with something I was struggling with. I love music, but I hate songs that have bad lyrics or anything like that. So, as I have had my iPod on shuffle while I do things, I have made a list of every song I have that's bad or implies anything bad. Well, I made the list, but I never took the songs off of my iPod. I knew what ones they were, but I couldn't get myself to get rid of them because I still loved the song. My friend helped me see past that. Click HERE to watch the video my friend posted on Facebook that helped me. I will not let one song ruin my chances. I am proud to say that I WILL be deleting all the songs that have found their names on my list. And I will keep my list, so that if I ever come across another bad one, I can add it to the list and make sure it gets deleted. There are so many other songs, so many other GOOD songs, that I don't need a single bad one. Thank you, Kylee.
And third, inspiration is everywhere. It's in the cute little girl that sat in front of me in church today with her big sparkling eyes looking up to her adoptive parents with so much love. It's in my ward family, where everyone effortlessly loves everyone. And it's in my life, where I can look anywhere and immediately see the Hand of God touching my life; where I can feel Him constantly. I have no doubts when it comes to Him. He is watching, He really cares, He is there.
When did you get a blog? Did you know that I have one? I loved this post! I love Sunday's too. For some reason the mornings (until i get to church) are always so rough. I think its cuz Satan works so hard on me in the mornings to skip or be late or something. Once I step in the church building though, everything is better! I love Sundays too!
ReplyDeleteI just recently got one, and I'm still trying to figure it out! There is this one thing I want to post that won't post... grrr... but yeah, it's super hard to get myself to get up and go, but it is always worth it when I do.
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