I am especially grateful for the internet in preparing my lessons. They have suggestions for additional talks that I can pull quotes from (generally much more recent than the quotes from the manual which is older than the girls are). The website referenced a talk from this past General Conference. This quote was exactly wheat I needed to hear that week.
Paul V. Johnson, "More Than Conquerors through Him That Loves Us", Apr. 2011 general conference. "At times it may seem that our trials are focused on areas of our lives and parts of our souls with which we seem least able to cope. Since personal growth is an intended outcome of these challenges, it should come as no surprise that the trials can be very personal—almost laser guided to our particular needs or weaknesses. And no one is exempt, especially not Saints striving to do what’s right. Some obedient Saints may ask, "Why me? I’m trying to be good! Why is the Lord allowing this to happen?" The furnace of affliction helps purify even the very best of Saints by burning away the dross in their lives and leaving behind pure gold. Even very rich ore needs refining to remove impurities. Being good is not enough. We want to become like the Savior, who learned as He suffered "pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind."
It is so true. My hardships are specifically for me so I can grow and learn in the areas that are important to me, or where my weaknesses are - so they can become strengths. The Lords knows me, he knows what I need to become the best I can be, to be worthy to live with Him again, and have my family with me for eternity.
I've been saving this post for almost 2 months. This morning the Sacrament Meeting talks were on adversity. Today I had prepared a lesson on Scripture Study for the Young Women, and then I was reminded that on the 4th Sunday the Laurels and I get to attend the Relief Society class. Sis. W* taught from the General Conference Talk by Elder Uchtdorf "Waiting On the Road to Damascus". That lesson was really what I needed to hear today.
I've been contemplating what has happened over the last two months. It is on the forefront of my thoughts as I have had 4 of my friends have babies this week, and as I prepare to see my two new little nephews, and my sister who is expecting a little boy in December. I was supposed to be adding to the cousins in February, but that is not longer the case. For a brief couple of weeks four of us sisters were pregnant at the same time. This is my third miscarriage, but honestly it's the one I've had the hardest time with.
I feel like I have been waiting for so long. I have tried to be patient, and I nearly didn't believe I was pregnant. Aaron and I were so excited that we even bought bunk beds for Amy's room. I distinctly remember not feeling nauseous anymore, not feeling so tired that I needed to take a nap. I even told Aaron, that I didn't feel like I was pregnant, and only the verification test at the OB's office was my proof. I few days later I realized why I was feeling that way. I was so distraught. I didn't do the "why me?" thing, because I thought I knew. I felt that I lost the baby because God didn't trust me with it. I think it would have taken me a lot longer to recover if I hadn't need to prepare that lesson on overcoming opposition. Aaron asked me what my lesson was on, and I cried I went through it with him. We had some wonderful conversations that week, and I'm glad that I voiced my thoughts, concerns, and doubts. Aaron was the perfect husband, and helped me through it all. I could see this had affected him deeply. It took me a few days to realize I was being selfish by not considering how this would affect him as well, I was only thinking of me. I'm so grateful he was there for me, and in turn that I could be there for him.
The lesson today was about not waiting for divine intervention to tell you what to do with your life. Do what you know is right and you will receive inspiration along the way. I feel like the last two months I have just been waiting for things to happen rather than me taking the initiative and doing things. I've let myself get wrapped up in my garden, but I put other things on hold namely exercise. I haven't gained any weight through this whole thing, but I haven't lost the weight I set out to lose last December. So I guess I need to stop waiting and get back to a good routine. I don't know why I felt the need to share this today, but I've been thinking about ever since church this morning.
I've been saving this post for almost 2 months. This morning the Sacrament Meeting talks were on adversity. Today I had prepared a lesson on Scripture Study for the Young Women, and then I was reminded that on the 4th Sunday the Laurels and I get to attend the Relief Society class. Sis. W* taught from the General Conference Talk by Elder Uchtdorf "Waiting On the Road to Damascus". That lesson was really what I needed to hear today.
I've been contemplating what has happened over the last two months. It is on the forefront of my thoughts as I have had 4 of my friends have babies this week, and as I prepare to see my two new little nephews, and my sister who is expecting a little boy in December. I was supposed to be adding to the cousins in February, but that is not longer the case. For a brief couple of weeks four of us sisters were pregnant at the same time. This is my third miscarriage, but honestly it's the one I've had the hardest time with.
I feel like I have been waiting for so long. I have tried to be patient, and I nearly didn't believe I was pregnant. Aaron and I were so excited that we even bought bunk beds for Amy's room. I distinctly remember not feeling nauseous anymore, not feeling so tired that I needed to take a nap. I even told Aaron, that I didn't feel like I was pregnant, and only the verification test at the OB's office was my proof. I few days later I realized why I was feeling that way. I was so distraught. I didn't do the "why me?" thing, because I thought I knew. I felt that I lost the baby because God didn't trust me with it. I think it would have taken me a lot longer to recover if I hadn't need to prepare that lesson on overcoming opposition. Aaron asked me what my lesson was on, and I cried I went through it with him. We had some wonderful conversations that week, and I'm glad that I voiced my thoughts, concerns, and doubts. Aaron was the perfect husband, and helped me through it all. I could see this had affected him deeply. It took me a few days to realize I was being selfish by not considering how this would affect him as well, I was only thinking of me. I'm so grateful he was there for me, and in turn that I could be there for him.
The lesson today was about not waiting for divine intervention to tell you what to do with your life. Do what you know is right and you will receive inspiration along the way. I feel like the last two months I have just been waiting for things to happen rather than me taking the initiative and doing things. I've let myself get wrapped up in my garden, but I put other things on hold namely exercise. I haven't gained any weight through this whole thing, but I haven't lost the weight I set out to lose last December. So I guess I need to stop waiting and get back to a good routine. I don't know why I felt the need to share this today, but I've been thinking about ever since church this morning.
