It makes you feel like you're in a race.
I am guilty of making a race out of life. And I must say it makes me tired... because the race keeps me up. Fussing over what I haven't done, what I don't do, what I should do. I feel I'm coming in last.
I am reminded by a quote that I first saw on my cousin-in-law's wall:
It's still a challenge though. To not compare yourselves to others and their accomplishments.
As I think of all the flaws I have, my inadequacy at everything every other person seems to do so effortlessly... I am reminded by this:
My biggest accomplishment: Married for eternity
to this man.
My life is so wonderful with him. He makes me feel just as special. He treats me like a queen.
Honestly, I have it good.
But I still have moments like this:
I was asked today from someone, why I wasn't in school, when am I going to go... I told them probably after kids. (I don't know I could make it to school before, but I still don't have a clue of what I want to do, and other reasons I won't go into..) This person gave me a look and in her cute southern accent asked me "Are ya sure you wanna do that?" With a face that said, "It's not going to work, you're crazy for doing it that way...."
I came home from work, feeling slow again, coming in last place in the race again.
Satan knew that look, so he thought he'd push me, make me feel rushed, and not good enough.
Last Sunday, our Young Women had a recognition night for one of our girls who had completed her Personal Progress. We sang a song entitled "Walk Tall You're a Daughter."
It is a beautiful song, and the kind of lyrics that empower you. We all sang it together, young women and leaders.
Heavenly Father is wonderful. He is amazing. He gives you just what you need to fend off Satan's taunts.
My growth is my growth. My journey is my journey. I'm slowly, but surely learning to heed the truer voice in my head. These past few years, from when I graduated high school to now, have been valuable years. My testimony and love for my Savior has grown so much. I amazed, even though I still mess up, which is practically every day! He comes to me and gives me a warm hug. My prayers are important to me. My scriptures are too. They are my communication with my Heavenly Father. In both I am taught and comforted.
I am grateful every day, that I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. That in itself is an accomplishment.
The world may say going to school and having a career is more important than starting a family, but God knows better. He blesses those who want to go to school first too. I know many of my good friends have graduated and are doing great things and I know Heavenly Father is proud of them. I am too.
For me, I'm going to keep being happy with this punker face...
Who am I?
I am a Daughter of God.