Ok so consistent posts isn't exactly my thing. My apologies. If it makes up for anything I have had a bit of an excuse.
Before I go on, this is in no way meant to be a complaining post. I know people seem to think blogs and social networks is the place to go to complain and to express all your worries, but that isn't what I am trying to do. It's more of…well a million things are happening and as a result a million thoughts are happening and I am finally figuring things out. So, no, I am not trying to get sympathy. I just want to testify of what I have been coming to realize and so discussion of recent trials is going to have to happen.
Alright, so when I came to school, I had developed some health problems that I didn't think needed medical attention until a month in. This is because the problems were and are getting worse and beginning to seriously affect my life. I mean what is the point in paying to live in the most social apartment complex, when you can't have a social life due to pain and nausea.
Anyway, I was also experiencing car problems that sometimes left me stranded in places for a while. Like on top of a busy hill, leaving a sold out concert with people who don't know how to drive, after getting pulled over for a dinky light. An hour away from home. At night. Or in Salt Lake when I was supposed to be driving my friend to the MTC. Ya know, stressful situations.
And I'm not even touching the roommate problems and frustrations.
The point is that my life has been crumbling before my eyes. And if there is one thing I have a testimony of (ok it's not the only thing, but I know this pretty darn well), it is to turn to Christ in trials. He knows where you have been and even though things won't be magically fixed, you will have peace and blessings to help you get through your trials and learn what you need to learn. THIS IS ALL TRUE.
However, I apparently need to learn something new this time around. Because every time I prayed for peace, charity, assistance, strength and answers, my life crumbled more. NOTHING seemed to go right. The only thing that isn't falling to pieces is school. And then I started having some problems there.
Finally, when I was stranded after trying to serve a dear friend, I had a break down. I didn't start questioning why was this happening to me. I have definitely learned that lesson. I didn't question where was God. Another well learned lesson. I didn't question if God loved me. I know that he does without a doubt. I just wanted to know why one thing couldn't go right.
During this time I was texting my mom. She is one of my few friends left that isn't distracted by getting married or on missions and I can't text them. This is the conversation that we had:
Ok so I will admit, I was super whiny right here. But really, nothing was going right. And after this point things continued to get worse. The doctor's office I went to gave me really bad care and meds that only made my problems worse. I went through the run around with doctors and receptionists, false information and major stress trying to sort things out.
I prayed for help during this entire time, and all I was getting was more questions. No answers. No answers with the health problems. More seclusion. Much more pain.
With it came more commitment and exertion to do what I was supposed to be doing. I'll be honest, my reading of the scriptures and church materials have slacked. I am really bad at the whole time management thing. So I tried to be better about reading more than just the night before D&C class.
But then things started to become more clear. Trials still came but my lesson was starting to be learned. I got a letter from a close friend on a mission. Missionary letters always come right when you need them. Always. This is why you should right them.
Anyway I had told my friend I was struggling with things, but hadn't gone into much detail. She asked what was going on and what she could do to help. But she didn't know that the end of the letter was the help that I really needed. She said to always look at your blessings, and to recognize God's hand in your life.
Did I implement this in my life right away? No. Most times I have to learn the hard way. A couple of weeks later the PA that I was seeing from my doctors office decided to just try putting me on a pain pill to see if my body will just heal itself. On my way to go pick up the medication I got slightly distracted in traffic and, well, didn't see the car in front of me stopping until it was a tad late. I barely rear ended him. But there wasn't any visible damage. This is the miracle though. When we got out of the car, I told the guy I hit that it was his choice of what to do. He looked at his car and said, it didn't do anything, got in his car and drove away. That was a major relief. OHH AND I got a job that day too. This was turning out to be one of my first good days in a long time.
Then later that night, the new pain pill did some really weird things to me. Really weird. My mom, the wise woman she is, recommended getting a priesthood blessing. She had been telling me this for weeks, and finally I listened. I was going to just schedule a time with my bishop for a blessing. But then things got bad and I just walked out of my room, looked at my roommate's fiancé and asked him for a blessing. And even though we kind of struggle with each other, he right away said yes and got a chair. The blessing was another miracle in my life that day. While it was a blessing of healing, he didn't say anything about me getting better. Rather he said exactly what I needed to hear. He told me that Heavenly Father is aware of me and that he knows I am doing my best to be righteous. Then he gave me the advice I needed to hear to make me spiritually strong.
Ok, maybe what I wanted to hear was, you're going to get answers and get better. But that isn't what I needed to hear. I was told how to best get through this difficult time in my life. It calmed me down and allowed me to get a little bit of sleep, I was going to need it for the next day and its struggles.
The moral of this story is, no matter how much you may think that God has abandoned you and has forgotten you, He is always there every step of the way. He knows what you need and gives you exactly that, when you live righteously and do those things that qualify you for His blessings. He knows you. He knows you better than you know yourself. He knows what you need in every moment. He is waiting to pour out His blessings and give you what you need. Be patient, trust in His timing. Sometimes it takes a lot of things going wrong, for you to finally realize all that is actually going right. Life isn't meant to be a bed of roses. If it were, we wouldn't grow, learn and become the people that we were intended to be.
Yes my life has been hard lately. And sometimes it really sucks. But as soon as I think that, that is when I know I am doing something wrong. I am becoming better when it is hard. I am learning. And I know things aren't going to get all better really fast. To be honest, I am expecting them to get worse. But that is because I am still learning. I have things that I need to gain from these experiences. It is just time for me to suck it up, dig in, do what I can and endure.