This post may feel a bit melodramatic at times and surprise those of you who haven't heard or felt my whole story recently. But bear with me as I make some discoveries that could help you in your own life.
All that for this?!
But how do we get out of the ruts of denial and despair long enough to stay out? Naming what's bothering you is great but could only lead to more frustration if you truly cannot do anything about it. So he is what the Good Lord has been teaching me and what I want to share with each of you. God can and will help you change your perspective. He can teach you to see the good more than the bad even when there may be in fact little good to be had in a situation. This leads me to my first of two points.
At Least...
Remember in "Tarzan" when Jane says, "Things cannot possibly get worse" and then it stars pouring rain? I remember recently learning of this idea to say, "At least..." only to myself and sincerely enough that it sparks a positive spin on things. I've found the Devil is a regular gremlin, feasting on despair and fanning its flames. So now I think things like: While my tonsils are still quite swollen, at least I can talk and even sing a little now. At least I can eat solid foods (just not citrus.)
What sort of faith-promoting, positive thought speech do you find yourself using? Please feel free to comment below. This whole idea was brought to me after pondering my missionary brother's comparison of the Nephite and Jaredite journeys. Maybe they were singing to drown out the scary sounds and provide some means of sanity and comfort? (I love the verse that says the Lord prepared them against these things and protected them.) Sometimes the nature of the journey is rather different because of how we were going into it and sometimes the Lord just blesses us, deserved or not. Whatever the reason, that's not the point we should focus on. We should try to work with the Lord to become the kind of person who will sing His praises regardless of the type of journey we're having.
"God, The Lord Will Send Relief"
As a sophomore in college I had the opportunity to be Gretel in BYU-Idaho's condensed performance of Humperdink's opera Hanzel and Gretel. There is a beautiful motif that appears through the opera, melodically as well as in the lyrics: "When past bearing is our grief, God the Lord will send relief." Recently I have felt such relief. It's like God is helping me orchestrate the details of my life as I strive to live for quality and lend my planning skills less towards meticulous lists (which may still have their place) and more towards embracing the moments. I sort of feel like I've been travelling a treacherous mountain pass complete with occasional tunnels of scary darkness, but now it's coming to an end. I'm finally getting to enjoy some stunning vistas--motivated increased understanding and the fulfillment of God's promises--as I descend into my valley of humility. I am grateful to those of you who have traveled bits of the trail with me or lent me your strength to continue on. God's grace truly is sufficient. "His promises are sure. Celestial glory shall be mine, if I can but endure."







