I've been in a foul mood all day and you know, I don't think I learned anything in church today. That's horrible to admit, but it's true!!!! Surely this is my own fault for not being prepared, not getting enough sleep, and being the spiritual equivilent of an orange, but most of the time, I do come home feeling somewhat refreshed.
It started off ok, but by the time I got everyone + myself ready for church, I was in no mood. Why do children lose all sense of what's going on every Sunday morning? Suddenly brushing teeth and getting dressed are new concepts. Then, trying to find something to wear (yes I understand I should prep the night before) is a task I dread every week. Did I prep for RS? NO, I did not. Reading the lesson would help, right? Well, I didn't have time! I pieced two quilts this week to show for our new Enrichment group, did my Visiting Teaching, took care of one sick child and oh- managed everything else in my house with my husband gone for 3 days again. Did I mention the 13 year old alien that's taken over my sweet little Oliver's body. Yah, he doesn't like me much and thinks I'm a complete idiot. He thinks Scott is too so that makes me feel better.
Then Sacrament meeting was a complete loss because Sophia was in a bad mood and Grace was getting sick. I have no idea what the talks were about. Enos? I almost dropped the sacrament dish because I was wrestling with Sophia at the same time. Talk about awkward.
Our stake president said today that service is what saves, but he wasn't including church service. Are you kidding? While I agree that we should go beyond the obligitory task of magnifying our callings, I do think in order to gain a testimony of any principle, you have start off with "checking a box". A lot of times, that's all I can do.
In the end Heavenly Father has a way of reminding us that he's there. Our closing song in RS was "How Gentle God's Commands". I remember when we were in the process of selling our house and I, of course, was stressed to the max. Scott was gone Mon-Fri and I was left with the task of keeping the house immaculate just in case there was a potential buyer. It doesn't sound like a lot, but at the time it was all consuming. I would pray and pray, not only that our house would sell, but for Him to sustain me through a most stressful and emotional time. It seems amost every week at church I would get an answer through one or more hymns.... not that my house would sell but just a reminder to think eternally.
"Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind, Haste to your Heavn'ly Father's throne and sweet refreshment find."
While I still think there's something wrong with me, I feel better now.... I love blogging.
It started off ok, but by the time I got everyone + myself ready for church, I was in no mood. Why do children lose all sense of what's going on every Sunday morning? Suddenly brushing teeth and getting dressed are new concepts. Then, trying to find something to wear (yes I understand I should prep the night before) is a task I dread every week. Did I prep for RS? NO, I did not. Reading the lesson would help, right? Well, I didn't have time! I pieced two quilts this week to show for our new Enrichment group, did my Visiting Teaching, took care of one sick child and oh- managed everything else in my house with my husband gone for 3 days again. Did I mention the 13 year old alien that's taken over my sweet little Oliver's body. Yah, he doesn't like me much and thinks I'm a complete idiot. He thinks Scott is too so that makes me feel better.
Then Sacrament meeting was a complete loss because Sophia was in a bad mood and Grace was getting sick. I have no idea what the talks were about. Enos? I almost dropped the sacrament dish because I was wrestling with Sophia at the same time. Talk about awkward.
Our stake president said today that service is what saves, but he wasn't including church service. Are you kidding? While I agree that we should go beyond the obligitory task of magnifying our callings, I do think in order to gain a testimony of any principle, you have start off with "checking a box". A lot of times, that's all I can do.
In the end Heavenly Father has a way of reminding us that he's there. Our closing song in RS was "How Gentle God's Commands". I remember when we were in the process of selling our house and I, of course, was stressed to the max. Scott was gone Mon-Fri and I was left with the task of keeping the house immaculate just in case there was a potential buyer. It doesn't sound like a lot, but at the time it was all consuming. I would pray and pray, not only that our house would sell, but for Him to sustain me through a most stressful and emotional time. It seems amost every week at church I would get an answer through one or more hymns.... not that my house would sell but just a reminder to think eternally.
"Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind, Haste to your Heavn'ly Father's throne and sweet refreshment find."
While I still think there's something wrong with me, I feel better now.... I love blogging.
5 comments:
I love the hymns...it seems that they can work when nothing else does.
And, yes, all mothers understand the pain of having a hubby out of town (and selling a house at the same time)
If it makes you feel any better, I could have dragged my recuperating children to church today, but I just decided to let my 2nd counselor in the bishopric hubby be gone all day.
And what have I done....not read my lessons. So, see, you are doing wonderfully.
ditto!
I went to sacrament. Logan and Lauryn are sick today and Mike stayed home. And I didn't hear one word the whole time. I should have since I had no kids. maybe better luck next sunday.
Read lessons? Do I even KNOW which prophet we're reading from this year? NOOO. Though I do remembering thinking the book was mighty thick. Is it Isaiah?
I think that for everything there is a season. Right now I'm in the season of survival. Which means when our stake president (or some guy of that nature) spoke and said that we need to be more service oriented and what we did in our homes did not count, I almost ... got mad?
I really hope you pull yourself out of your slump and BLOG SOMETHING!!! I will be patient and wait...it usually takes me at least a week to shake the blues.
I'll be blogging soon! My computer crashed last weekend so I've been at the mercy of my husband's schedule. Only enough time lately to read quickly and comment!!!!
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