I've always known that I'm one of those individuals who often requires a smack over the head (so to speak) to help me see life in an appropriate light. For some reason, though, I never seem to remember this fact when in the midst of my own brooding self-pity. Heavenly Father, however, seldom forgets to remind me. Sometimes gently, sometimes not so gently. Luckily for me this last week has been full of many gentle reminders.
I morosely sat in sacrament meeting on Sunday, wishing that I was somewhere else when one of the speakers introduced his topic which he based on a talk by President Uchtdorf titled "Have We Not Reason to Rejoice?". As he started to speak I leaned forward and said to Holly, "I don't think I want to hear this." And I didn't. But, as the speaker continued I realized, quite profoundly, that I needed to hear it. Now I know that the talk wasn't necessarily geared toward miserable, self-pitying, pregnant women...but I suppose that when I heard him talk of "enduring to the end" I knew that I hadn't been doing a great job of it lately.
So, thank you to those who have put up with me (and in some cases supported me). And, thank you to those who have been gentle in helping me to remember how blessed my life really is. I really do know that I have many, many, reasons to rejoice.
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