Breakdown
I have some big decisions weighing on me and this morning I felt them all crash down on me.
So, I ran.
I didn't worry about where I was going or how fast or slow I was going I just wanted to stomp out all of the negativism in my heart. It was an emotional run for me. There has been so much going through my head and all the stomping seemed to push all the frustration out. I'm pretty sure people who see me run think I am straight up crazy.
I realized today that I have a hard time trusting. I know that God knows me and hears my prayers. I know that He understands all that I am going through. I know that He has conquered all things and he knows exactly how to help me, but for some reason when it comes down to really allowing him to take over it's like pulling teeth. As I begged for help today a simple answer came..."Trust me Joanie. I will not fail thee."
Christ loves us so much. He did not fail. He carried much more than I carry and bore it with patience and trust in His Father.
I am not perfect. I fail at so many little things. Life gets too much for me sometimes. I cry a lot. I am mean when I don't want to be, but somehow God still lets me know how much he cares and how much he wants me to return to Him.
Our bodies are amazing. As I was thinking about how I feel the closest to God when I am exercising I thought about some scriptures. First, one I have already mentioned in D&C 88:15, spirit and body = soul of man, but I thought about the scripture D&C 93:33-34
I will figure all of this out someday. In the meantime I hope I can have patience with myself.
For whoever is struggling trying to figure out their lives, or be motivated to exercise, don't give up. Life is dang hard sometimes (I am sorry for the substitute). It was meant to be hard, but it wasn't meant to conquer you. Men are, that they might have joy (2 Nephi 2:25).
So, I ran.
I didn't worry about where I was going or how fast or slow I was going I just wanted to stomp out all of the negativism in my heart. It was an emotional run for me. There has been so much going through my head and all the stomping seemed to push all the frustration out. I'm pretty sure people who see me run think I am straight up crazy.
I realized today that I have a hard time trusting. I know that God knows me and hears my prayers. I know that He understands all that I am going through. I know that He has conquered all things and he knows exactly how to help me, but for some reason when it comes down to really allowing him to take over it's like pulling teeth. As I begged for help today a simple answer came..."Trust me Joanie. I will not fail thee."
Christ loves us so much. He did not fail. He carried much more than I carry and bore it with patience and trust in His Father.
I am not perfect. I fail at so many little things. Life gets too much for me sometimes. I cry a lot. I am mean when I don't want to be, but somehow God still lets me know how much he cares and how much he wants me to return to Him.
Our bodies are amazing. As I was thinking about how I feel the closest to God when I am exercising I thought about some scriptures. First, one I have already mentioned in D&C 88:15, spirit and body = soul of man, but I thought about the scripture D&C 93:33-34
For man is spirit. The elements are eternal, and spirit and element, inseparably connected, receive a fulness of joy; and when separated, man cannot receive a fulness of joy.Being healthy and taking care of your soul, body and spirit, helps you receive a fulness of joy. I believe that this is why. This is the reason I feel close to God when I exercise.
I will figure all of this out someday. In the meantime I hope I can have patience with myself.
For whoever is struggling trying to figure out their lives, or be motivated to exercise, don't give up. Life is dang hard sometimes (I am sorry for the substitute). It was meant to be hard, but it wasn't meant to conquer you. Men are, that they might have joy (2 Nephi 2:25).
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