February 28, 2016

Sunday Thoughts

A few months ago- I made a post about faking it to make it. I was somewhat vague in what was happening in my life, and the in another post a few weeks later (The Real Me) I exposed my life for what it really was, not how it looked on Instagram or Facebook. I felt so vulnerable posting about my life, but it was very healing in a way. I got the sweetest messages from friends- friends who didn't know what I was going through, and friends who did but didn't quite know what to say.

*A little side note* I have learned these past couple years that if you know someone is having a hard day, or going through some rough trials and you don't know what to say- it's okay! I am honestly the worst with words of sympathy sometimes, I just make awkward jokes or I am the person who says "it's so good to see you" at a funeral. But really- it's the thought that counts- so message them, call them, invite them to do something- embrace the awkwardness that might follow and just let them know you love them! And are thinking about them! 

Okay, back to my original thought. 

After posting, and sorting through some things in my life- I began to think I was on the road to healing and my life becoming somewhat normal again. But 2016 has proved to be a real B. (Honestly that's the best way to describe it)

I once again had to put on my bright lipstick and fake it to make it. 

It's been a rough couple of months, but I became fake again- to avoid being vulnerable to those not closest to me in my life. My IG has been filled with mostly rainbows and butterflies, and my face has a permanent smile in public. But once again.. When I am home... I am in shambles. Shambles which Reese picks up and puts back together just in time for me to break again. 

This brings me to my story of today and what I was so compelled to share with you all. 

Today was once of those crazy mornings before church, where we were late, where I thought walking to church in 4 inch heels was a good idea, where my toddler was naughty in sacrament meeting- and after a grumpy morning I was ready to throw in the towel after sacrament. In fact, I even asked Ruby if she wanted to go home. (Terrible mom Oscar right here)

And she told me "no mom, I need to go to nursery." 

What a sweet example she was to us today. She must have known I needed to be in relief society for purposes beyond fulfilling my calling. I needed to hear the lesson. The lesson was wonderful and I felt so spiritual fed, but there was a comment made by a newer sister in the ward that has stuck with me all day, and I hope it will forever. 

"Faith it till you make it!" 

I hurried and typed it up and make it something cute to go on my screensaver of my phone so I would always remember it. 

What a sweet simple thought, but so powerful. We all have more than we can handle sometimes in our life on our plate, sometimes it might be juggling family life with work life, a death, trials, tribulations, temptations, struggling to fulfill a calling, or just a bad day. But if we put faith in the Lord in all things- we will make it, and we will come out of it- we will come out of it better than we went into it. 

So will life gets you down, let the Lord take over- and things will work out. 

It turns out I needed the Lord to make it, not lipstick. 

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