If I were to say, "God, why me?" about the bad things, then I should have said, "God, why me?" about the good things that happened in my life.

-Arthur Ashe

 

 

Not that I EVER, EVER would ask why me. . . but maybe if I did this puts things into perspective just a little bit.  or a lot.  

I'm going to start to make an "I'm blessed" list every day until September.  I think then I will get to ask "Why Me?" Why am I so blessed every single day.  

And maybe, just maybe I'll actually survive August.  

Because, frankly, I'm kind of ready to see *it over and done.  

*it = august

 

 

stresses. . . . sometimes. . . . . or all the time.

stress:  Stressed out means being anxious, tired and irritable because of too much work or pressure.

The pressure came from Youth Conference.  

All the stress paid off and it was a success.  Generally.  


The theme was Come Unto Me.  The youth in the ward (and leaders) had been challenged to memorize The Living Christ and to read specific stories from the New Testament.  


The preparation for youth conference was a a great experience for me, and hopefully the youth as well.  


The good food kept all the young men happy.  


The messages shared kept all the rest of us happy.  


Truly though, the day went well.  I think all of us, leaders and youth alike learned a lit bit more about our relationship with our Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ through our study of the New Testament stories. 


Sharing my testimony with the youth is one of the greatest blessings that I have been given as part of the opportunity I have to serve.  




The stress was worth it.  


It would have been worth it if I was the only one who walked away edified.  

Could do at least 30 posts

But you get it all in one. 
Read my short synopsis or not at all based on your preference. 

If I were to make a separate post for everything I have been thinking about/neglectfully not blogging about lately they would be titled (roughly) the following: 

*  Why can people not follow through on their callings?  Why?

*  Bike Rides and Cougars.  Real ones.  Scary ones.  (Not old ladies, the animal kind)

*  Reading a book a day keeps the shopping desire away. 

*  How did I get so lucky to have such amazing YW? 

*  Pros of running with friends.  There are no cons. 

*  2nd grade sadness:  So not ready for 2011-2012

*  Jimmy's Baptism

*  The beach or the mountains -- which do I REALLY prefer?

* Of shoes and pants and other expensive purchases.


*  Gardening Success:  Zucchini and Tomatoes you are my friends. 


*  If only all boys were "cool boys" as according to Ben my 6yr old nephew who is sure that he knows some "cool boys" I can marry. 


*  Redecorating Happiness


*  Going places alone. . . . like movies and dinner?  What do you think?


*  Youth Conference (yet to happen, I am avoiding the last minute preparations)

*  Girls Camp.  Amazing.

*  What is it about Laundry and Ironing that is so soothing to me.  Weird.  Much.

*  The "Our Best Bites Cookbook"  My new best friend. 

*  Old computers become new computers with only a couple hundred dollars. 

*  Past feeling.  What does that really mean? I think I am. 

*  Season Decorations -- maybe I go overkill on this. 

* Pool days that have gone away all to soon. 

*  Quiet or Noisy.  Which is best?

*  Neighbors who move away

*  Baptisms for the Dead -- every temple is so different. 

*  New running shoes -- and I didn't even pick pink. 

*  Herpes Virus

*  Sewing Projects

* Saints and Pioneers

* Confusion -- always. 

*  Shutting people out when I need them most.  Not a good thing. 

*  The Ants that sometimes randomly crawl out of my computer keyboard.  Sick, I know.

*  My potted flowers on the porch that are still alive and it is August 11th.  Miraculous.

*  Old school friends and new possibilities. 

I think that is probably close to 30.  Seriously, I've got to get back on the blogging train.  That is a lot of stuff I have to say that is just mulling around in my head.  Dangerous. 

believes

Do you have those days where you just don't feel calm.  Like no matter what you do, peace is not going to be a part of your vocabulary for that day.  

I've had a couple of those days lately.  Days where I wonder if I can really do it.  

"It" could be a number of different things:  Callings, relationships, work, just being.  Sometimes "It" is just too much and I have to figure out a way to re-group.  

Growing up my dad has this shirt, which thinking about it now is kind of funny, but his shirt had the scripture that said:  "With God, nothing is impossible" It was a blue sweatshirt with white writing and sometimes when I am in the middle of a struggle I picture that sweatshirt and remember that it is true.  

With God, nothing is impossible.  

Carl Bloch was able to paint amazing paintings and he recognized that it was through God's help that this was possible. 

God helps me--
that's what I think,
and then I am calm.
-Carl Bloch