Spiritual Sunday: Giving away our burdens.

 Spiritual Sunday today is about being comforted. During summer seminary I had a lesson about Ammon, King Lamoni, and King Lamoni's father. The thing I love about this story is the subtle change in what King Lamoni's father finds important. In Alma 20:23, the king offers up to half of his kingdom to Ammon in exchange for his life. Then as he feels the spirit and desires to learn the gospel he offers to Aaron, Ammon's brother, all of his kingdom to receive the joy of the gospel of Jesus Christ. What does any of this have to do with being comforted? Hold on. 

         My favorite part of this whole idea of what the king will come up comes in Alma 22:18

"If thou art God, wilt thou make thyself known unto me, and I will give away all my sins to know thee," Sometimes this is the hardest thing for us to give away. The great thing about King Lamoni's father was all he was willing to give away, so what are we willing to give away to know the Lord?

         May I make a suggestion? Maybe one of the most important things to give away are our burdens, our afflictions and our trials. "Come cast thy burden on the Lord and bear a song away." I get it, life is hard. Life is really really hard. There is so much that gets in our way, so much that tears us down. There is insecurity and doubt and pain. So may we, more often, turn to the Lord with our burdens and give them to Him. 

     "Let your hearts be comforted... Be still and know that I am God."

You're just my best friend.

Highschool's a hard time.

When I feel as though I am the second choice of so many. 

And the last choice of some too. 

When I feel as though friendships are dropping like flies. 

I am so grateful for my brother.

Who is my best friend.

Who tells me that he would punch anyone who looked at me wrong.

And asks me for advice on what shoes he should wear.

Who lets me pick whatever I want to listen to on the radio.
And is my best friend.

Feliz cumpleaños

I know I've been sharing a lot of birthdays on this little blog, but I just want to put it out there that I love and value these people so highly. Happy Birthday to my beautiful sister, she is the best example to me and to all who meet her. 

Mi Mama

Happy Birthday to the best mama in the world. 

I don't have the words to describe how grateful I am for you. 

Spiritual Sunday-the Future is as Bright as Your Faith

I Nephi 4:6

"And I was led by the Spirit, not knowing beforehand the things which I should do."

This spiritual sunday post is going to be about faith. But not just any faith, faith for the future.

Hymns 153 reads "In the innocence of youth, we would all thy laws fulfill. Lead us in the way of truth, give us strength to do thy will."

There seems to be so much uncertainty around me. People wondering about their future, planning their future, changing their plans. It's very hard for me to think of what I want to be when I grow up. All I know is I want to make a difference of some kind to a world that seems so lost, I want to be a light. 

Today while reading the New Era I came across that scripture 1 Nephi 4:6. I realized then that I did not need to know my future, I just needed to follow the Spirit. "Heavenly Father has great trust and confidence in you and has and important mission for you to fulfill. He will help you as you turn to Him in prayer, listen for the promptings of the Spirit, obey the commandments, and keep the covenants that you have made." -Fulfilling Your Duty to God.

I know that His grace is sufficient to make more out of my life than I can ever dream to make out of it. All i can do is try and prepare for the future, by following His commandments and trying to better love and serve others. If I have faith in Him, I know that my future will be bright. 

"All our follies, Lord forgive. Keep us from temptations free. Help us ever more to live lives of holiness to thee." (Hymns 153)

Amen.

Call life alert! I've fallen asleep and I can't get up!

Some days I accidentally wake up at 11:30pm, think that the 11 is a six and do my hair in the middle of the night. I can't tell the difference between midnight and morning.

I decided that by wearing cheetah print shoes I am literally taking this day from normal to awesome. Just by a pair of shoes.

Since school started, my left brain has eaten my right brain and become morbidly obese. In case that sentence went right over your head, right brain deals with creativity and left brain deals with logic. The teachers at school murdered my right brain and now my left brain is all that's left. This is a difficult thing to deal with when basically 70% of the things I like to do use my right brain. I'll let you know when it's resurrected. Until then, don't expect to much from this blog.

Basically

We got a new toilet. 

I was the first to go in it.

I am very proud of that fact.

My lawn and I are very similar.
We both love it when it rains.

I'm a Sophomore. 

(a poem)

Big bad new school.

All the kids think they're the chedder,

But I know better,

They're not so cool. 

If books were cake I would be fat.

And happy. 

But books aren't cake,

So I'm not fat.

Just happy.

I hid a dream catcher in my closet.

I want you all to know now that I am petty. 

And I am very very concerned about shoes.

Go home highschool. 

You're drunk.

Spiritual Sunday (a little late)

"Long ago you and I were born as daughters (or sons) in our Heavenly Father’s family. … Each one of you was a valiant and noble woman (or man) in your premortal life."

-CAROL B. THOMAS

Just a quick reminder that we are all children of our Heavenly Father. We are joint-heirs with Christ, the King of Kings. We are of great worth and who we are in this life does not change our soul's true identity. 

On having a broken heart

Remember when I used to do spiritual Sunday posts?

No?

Oh. Let me remind you:

"Broken chains set free

Broken swords bring peace

Broken walls make friends of you and me

To break the ranks of sin

To break the news of Him

To put on Christ until His name feels broken in

Broken souls that need His mending

Broken hearts for offering

I'm convinced that God loves broken things."

-Kenneth Cope

My thoughts today are on being broken. On a broken heart and a contrite spirit. I never understood that term before, I thought having a "broken heart" was a bad thing. That it meant sadness and despair. Then my mother gave me the analogy that to have a "broken heart" is more like being a "broken horse" you are obedient and humble. To offer up a "broken heart" is to be obedient to the Lord and what He wants from us. Just as a broken horse obeys his master and follows him, so must we obey out Master and follow Him. 

bro·ken  

/ˈbrōkən

a. Subdued totally; humbled: a broken heart.

Funny thing...

Once upon a time I made a quote on a picture of Brooklyn.

Then I sent it to a man named Ryan Hawk

Who put it on his website 

I thought that was pretty cool. 

I forgot about this picture until one day, 

It showed up on pinterest.

I traced it back to Ryan Hawk's pinterest

It had been pinned off him 351 times. 

What?

I thought that was pretty cool.

 And so I decided to share it with you. 

Because that's what you put on a blog,

Funny things that happen.