Indeed, I am. I am blessed with many great friends who help me remember who I am in the times that I forget. Who help me to remember what I believe in. Who help inspire me, through a text message, or through a blog post that isn’t directed at me at all. I am very, very blessed to have you in my life. What would bring this up? Just experiences that have happened to me the past two weeks. I think I was slowly forgetting myself in the midst of the craziness that is my life, and I came to a point where I felt so alone. Alone in a crowded room full of people who I knew.
Now is the time I am blessed to know that I have a savior who is looking out for me. Who hears my prayers, even the ones I don’t say out loud, but say inside my soul. How cheesy is this? I don’t even care. My blog is about me, my life, and things I experience. Something that I experience every day is my religion. I am often put in a situation where I can choose to defend what I believe in, or not. A situation where I may lose friends who don’t share the same belief as me, and I have to make a hard choice in choosing their friendship, or choosing the gospel. Well, I’d hate to flat out say this, but I’m going to. If I had to choose between a friendship/relationship, and the gospel, I would choose the gospel.
I am a Latter-Day Saint, or a Mormon as others know us to be. I believe that the Book of Mormon is true. I believe that after we die, we go to the spirit world, instead of just staying in the ground or what not. I believe that families are together forever, even past this life. As long as I try my best to do what is right, I know I will be with my family in the Celestial Kingdom some day. Are you reading what I’m saying and are confused? Don’t be. Feel free to ask me questions about my religion, I would be happy to share more about my church with you. Just know, nothing you can do, or say, will change what I believe. I have just experienced this first hand, and I find that although I felt a little weak, I was blessed with help to get me back on my feet, and my testimony is steadfast and immovable.
This is the Toronto, Ontario, Canada temple. I would LOVE to be married here. I know, I live in Utah, and I’m more than likely to marry a Utah boy, but I have always, always loved this temple. Is it because it’s Canadian? Not necessarily, I just find it breath taking. Don’t get me wrong, every temple is breathtaking, this one is just more special to me.
I seem to have jumped topics, but I was suddenly inspired to share all that information with you.
After having a rough couple of weeks, I now find myself in a peaceful state of mind. I know I will be confronted with many more stressful situations, but I know that I don’t have to worry. I have my family and friends to help me get through whatever comes my way.
To change subjects, I remember that I would post something about….
Brian. Regan.
He’s one of my favourite comics, mostly because he is very clean! (And I’m not just talking about hygiene!)
My best friend and I will be going up to Logan to watch him perform on February 19th. In fact, because we both have Friday night and Saturday off, we’re pretty much going to spend the whole weekend together. I’m excited, because 1. We’re staying with my really awesome cousins who I love, and 2. It’s BRIAN REGAN!
We might visit a few friends of ours on campus, depends on if they want to see us or not (ha-ha) but yeah, I’m excited.
Mmmmkay. My post is kind of all over the place, but I hope you found in enjoyable :) If not… Well…. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
<3 Chels
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2 comments:
OOOHHH!!! Am I the best friend??
Duh!
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