Monday Madness: Living the Gospel

This past week has been great. A few stories to share and a bit about structure

Story 1
My first story goes along the lines of compassion. I was at a busy retail area for my city. A place where tourists may come oft. My actions that night were limited to fallen plans and a wish to go home. On the way i ran into a woman who was clearly in distress.

She didn’t need help really. She just needed to be calmed down. I learned so much about her. About her kids and things of herself. She just got a job and moved in to town just 9 days in. She moved into a good part of town. It’s an exciting time in her life. Her car broke down and she had to turn to the local police to help her.

Anyway the visit was well we exchanged contact info and she made me promise not to leave her, to keep contact with her.

Huh.

Story 2
The next story occurs a weekend before. A depressing weekend at Walmart. For me and the general population. It was busy and the cashier lines were long. I had to sit on a bench to wait for my family to check out. There I sat next to a girl, probably a local college student who just looked so so depressed.

I wanted to help her but couldn’t overcome my small fears and walls. I had plenty opportunity too. But in the end I was more focused on her and my depressive funk was lifted.

Cool.

Story 3
My last story has to do with me and me only. It happened today. I went to do some home teaching for my church. Home teaching is a network that my church practices where every family is assigned two priesthood individuals who come visit to keep a close eye of love for the families.

And so I went a little on the outskirts of town. I don’t carry a phone and I didn’t know the area. I got lost. A small one lane gravel road. Poorly shoveled.

I got stuck. And I tried to back out. I ended up in the grass.  I was way stuck. No people for half a mile or so. No money. No phone. I was running late for my teaching.

Yet I was not afraid , I was determined I could get out alone, that everything would work out.

The common trick for my problem was to use rocks to get traction under my wheels. I thought maybe if I pushed my car from its spot it might be enough to drive again.

That proved to not work.

I thought and I thought.

There was plenty of tall dried dead grass around me. I started picking them and thought maybe I could get the traction I needed. And so I gathered some long grass, stuffed it under the wheel, and nudged the car a little, to get it into position.

And i t worked. I got back onto the gravel and safely got to my destination with help of some locals.

Structure
I have found that I am the kind of guy who reads ten books at once. I just can’t stay and finish any book.

My problem I identified is that I don’t read my scriptures as often as encouraged and I have zero structure  in my life right now.

So in the past I read, well tried to read, a chapter from the scriptures a night.

Never worked.

Well I noticed that the scriptures are actually a ton of books!!! Haha! And so I started to read it consistently, although not the same book everyday.

It’s working. And per my entry the blessings can be seen.

I’m out!

Squintyclops at Large

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I Must Refrain from Shrinking

I Must Refrain from Shrinking

I haven’t been strong as of late. I was. I was going strong for a long time, for me at least. I felt happy. I felt bold. I felt as though I had strength. It didn’t last though.

Now I feel weak. I shrink, much in the way described in this talk. What I need to do is to turn away from anger. I need to turn away from the fear.

Why the anger. It might be justified, but why not confidence? Why not a better feeling? I need not encourage this feeling. It’s time to repent these feelings away. Christ knows how I feel.  He understands. I know.

I have to remember to just follow His guidance and just come unto him. I should replace mine anger with love.  I’m gonna brainstorm some exercises and maybe e’en try one out right after this post.

So activities of love, not anger:

Writing to my loved ones

Writing to my future posterity

Writing to my grandparents

Writing to my parents

Writing to my brother who lives afar

Writing to secret sweetmates

Using Valentine’s as an excuse to engage with sweetmates

making a Valentine Day project

planning a valentine day project

wondering about the wife i will have.

counting the many blessings i have

counting the many blessings my mother has given me

counting the many blessings my father has given me

counting the many blessings i give to others

counting the many blessings i am capable of getting

counting the many blessings i have yet to get

counting the many blessings out there

This is good.