Today was one of those days where I woke up freaking out about all that I have to get done and everything that needed to happen. As my boyfriend put it yesterday, "this week has been a string of Monday's. Honestly nothing could be more accurate in my mind but this morning felt especially Mondayish.
Laying in bed after my alarm has gone off twice trying to find the motivation to start the day, the list of things that I need to do today just kept getting longer and longer. Work, School, Homework, Fencing, Meetings, Shopping, Packing, and laundry. There is more in the details but that is the gist of it. It's not very often I get overwhelmed before I even start my day. Finally rolling onto my knees to pray (because I've waited to the last minute to get ready) I say a short but heartfelt prayer that I will have the Spirit with me today and that I will be able to accomplish everything that I need to. Then I ran around the house like a crazy person to get ready for the day and speed out the door.
Low and behold what happens? Traffic. Why? Cause there is snow. I love snow, love playing it it, love the way it looks, love how it means water for summer time. However, I hate how people drive in the snow. Because of traffic I'm running late, then I get to school. Where the wonderful UVU parking experience, which is horrific on a good day, had reached a new height of stupidity. There was no parking and people where honking and angry because we are all late for class and just trying to find the one spot that we can. I give up and go park off of campus and begin the LONG walk in the snow to campus. (up hill both ways and all that)
This is where the story changes a little bit from a Monday. As I was walking to campus missing my class I am miffed. I can't believe that my day has gone this way, etc. So I check my Instagram feed, cause why not? One of the first few posts is a picture of my favorite temple covered in Snow. It looks beautiful and I can't help but smile thinking of the Lords house. My day just got a little bit brighter. I text my friend for the class I'm missing and he promises to share his notes. So one stress down. Then after finally reaching campus I remember I need to check the institute building for work because someone might have left something there.
I walk into the institute building and the entire atmosphere has changed. Things are quite even though the building is full. I start walking around the halls looking for what I need and I come face to face with paintings from all my favorite Bible video's. I didn't find what I was looking for but I realized I wasn't frustrated any more. I sat down at one of the many couches and just breathed. I missed class anyway why not take a breather? Sitting down and just taking a breath the Spirit hit me. Not in the way where it's like running into a brick wall, but in the way where after running around on a hot day you finally get an ice cold drink.
All of the sudden I realized I have a testimony of standing in Holy Places. Having the temple as part of my life and buildings like the institute for little breaks from the world. To find a quite place where the Spirit can touch your heart is important. I don't know how the rest of my day will go, but I know I will handle it better now after a few minutes of peace then I would have before.
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