I'm trying to wrap my head around something, and this seems like as good a place as any to put it down somewhere I can refer back to it again and again. An aquaintance has revealed some pretty strong negative feelings about something that happened MANY years ago (as in before I was born...) and this person STILL has issues with it. So here's what I think: (keeping in mind that I don't know anything spectacular I'm just musing for a minute.)
Living in the same house on the same street for -- years is a long time. I can't imagine it. I can't imagine not wanting a little bit of change of pace by moving.
I think living someplace for that long starts making you feel as though you own the whole street- like it's part of what you should watch over and protect.
I think that's right where you could begin to question why a boundary should be someplace instead of another.
I think that's where you start convincing yourself that it's one of the biggest mistakes ever made with an area.
I think that's where you begin to doubt the inspiration and promptings of the spirit.
I think that's how the adversary works...slowly...steadily... with calculated doubts about our local church leaders and authorities, and their abilities to receive revelations for their stewardship.
As soon as we start doubting the Lord's hand in our everyday changes, in our callings, and in our day to day issues, we open a small space for the adversaries greatest tool: doubt. Like a tooth with a small cavity it can infect the rest of our lives if left untreated.
Here's to hoping that my small doubts each day can continue to be squashed by faith and knoweldge that the Lord is taking us where we need to be each day- whether it's through sunshine and flower patches, or through mud and rain- we'll be okay.
After having Chloe I had a BUNCH of doubts- about lots of things. About why I had to suffer physical pain, emotional pain, those types of things. I'd like to think that I've grown quite a bit from squashing those doubts with faith. I'd like to think that I did it on purpose. The real story, however, is much less Me, and a whole lot more of my Lord and Savior knowing exactly who to put in my path, who to send my way, and what I needed to hear from those people. Whether it was something in church, on the phone, or just the little day to day promptings. And for that I am so greatful. I know without a shadow of a doubt that my family can be together for all time and eternity because we have been sealed together in the temple. I know that can be a promise made good as long as we honor our covenants made that day. Nothing on this planet can take that away from me and I'm so thankful for that knowledge. I have a little picture of the savior on my computer desk where I pay bills. It has a small slip of paper on it that says Lean on me. It reminds me that we truely can lean on him for anything, small or big, and he'll shoulder that burden with us. I just wish my aquaintance knew this too- and could ask in sincere prayer why somethings change, and maybe that would help them feel more at peace.