Thoughts:

Change.
The air is thick with it.

Today my heart is heavy.
It was a weird day for my achy heart and my crazy head and I'm glad I had a few friends around to laugh with me because I needed some laughter.


I love Sundays. I love the peace that comes with knowing that there is a plan. It's a plan of happiness and it is perfect. My heart might be heavy, but I know that my Savior knows exactly what I am feeling in the darkest chambers of my heart because he has experienced it. There needs to be pain if we are to grow spiritually and be made holy. There are certain experiences that have been made sacred to me because of the things that have happened and the feelings that I have felt and the person I have become as a result.

Be careful what you pray for. I've been praying to experience a change of heart and sure enough that's exactly what I'm getting. I look back at the last defining "change of heart" I had and I can honestly say it was one of the hardest things I've been through, I would even say that it was pretty close to being as hard as the fallout of my parents' separation and (soon) divorce. Pretty bad. What a blessing those trials have been because I learned how to tap in to the power of the Atonement in a way that I never knew existed. My capacity to show compassion, to love, and to forgive has grown.  My relationship with my Savior and Heavenly Father became much more meaningful. I'm still SO imperfect, but I'm doing what I can.

Bottom line:
Trust more
Serve more.
Love more.

I really do love Sundays.