When I pray, I like to imagine my Heavenly Father somewhere above my bed while I kneel next to it and pour my heart out to Him. So over the past week, it seems that as I pray, God has been smiling down at me, shaking His head, and I can almost hear Him say, "Sweetheart, you've gotta get it together."
I sheepishly hide my face in my pillow and say, "I know. But HOW?"
And then He told me how using a text message from a friend, a talk today in stake conference, and a little hint from the scriptures. Obviously, I'm not all there in a matter of hours, and I'm still all kinds of crazy. But it's nice to know that when I don't have it figured out, there is someone else who does.
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