Better Than A Hallelujah

I found this song today on a friend of mine's blog. I loved the words that she thought to write along with it. You can read it HERE.

This song seems to fit my life at the moment. The uncertainty, the sadness, the grief. But also the Happiness, Joy, and much needed Second chances.

"We pour out our miseries, God just hears a melody. Beautiful the mess we are, the honest cries of breaking hearts.

Are better than a Hallelujah"

Our True Identity

Sometimes, Some days, and Some wheres I feel like the 'Ugly Duckling'.

Down and Out.

Irritated and hard on myself.

More often than not, feeling as though life would be easier for those around me, if I just let them alone.

Thank goodness for wonderful men such as President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, to lift my spirits and many others around the world.

"... recognize who you truly are, glorious sons and daughters of almighty God."

Letter from God

I received this is an email the other and thought it was really good.

Dear (insert your name),
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped that you would talk to me, even if it were just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear. When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait, fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me, but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all your activities I guess you were too busy to say anything to me. I noticed that before lunch you looked around, maybe you felt embarrassed to talk to me that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet. You went home and it seems as if you had lots to do. I don't know if you like TV or not. Just about anything goes there and you spend a lot of time each day in front of it, not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again, as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me. Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said goodnight to your family you plopped into your bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well. I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer, thought, or a thankful part of your heart. It's hard to have a one-sided conversation. Well, you are getting up once again, and once again I will wait with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time. Have a nice day.

Your friend ~ God

Life is all about being unsure

Over the past little while (when I say a little while, I mean a few years) I think that I haven't been who I am able to be. I have made decisions that have taken my life down different roads, that have given me experience and helped me grow. But also have slowed my progression. I have just begun to really see the person I could be. I have tried doing life by myself, and it hasn't worked. Nothing has worked. It seems to me that I am a hard-headed individual.
One that needed a knock in the head to really see what needed to be done.
I have always been on my own, I have had my parents and siblings, but I have always felt I could take care of myself. To figure out the situation on my own, and not need outside help. It turns out that everyone needs some outlet or they go crazy. They keep these emotions inside and they are then projected outward without the person knowing. I sometimes get into stupid emotional lows that seem to hit me when I'm trying to do my best. I get discouraged and down on myself and mentally abuse myself with words that, "I'll never be able to get through this"..."I'm stupid."..."I have never or never will be this or this"
But I have come to realize that I'm not any of those things. I am a daughter of my heavenly father, who loves me. Me. He loves me even after I have made mistakes, He loves me when I feel down and out, He loves me when I make good decisions. He loves me when I use my talents, He loves me in times of need. He loves me and understands the wants of my heart. And the list goes On and On.
I have realized that life isn't going about it alone. It is putting your faith and trust in the Lord and letting his hand guide you to the things that will make you happy and will prepare you for comings of the future.

Alma 38: 5 "...as much as ye shall put your trust in God even so much ye shall be delivered out of your trails, and your troubles, and your afflictions."