Gratitude journal: day 20
I am extremely grateful for loving branch presidents and powerful priesthood blessings.
After church today, the stress of my week started to catch up with me, causing me to feel lonely and overwhelmed. The thought came to mind to ask to meet with my branch president, Pres. Thacker. He was more than willing to sit down and chat, though I did more talking than he did. I talked about feeling overwhelmed because of the events going on such as school, my dad surgeries, home life, my grandmother's needle biopsy and Michelle having to move and maybe loosing her job. President Thacker sat and listened. Eventually, with me in tears as I was trying to spit everything out, he talked a bit and eventually said essentially that he didn't know what to say, and offered to give me a blessing, hinting that The Lord would know what to say to bring me comfort and strength. And boy, did it work. I cried most of the way through that blessing. Things were said, all of which I do not
remember, but I remember the feeling I felt. The Lord truly knows and loves me. I know he has a plan for me, even if I am not patiently waiting for parts of the plan I've been promised will happen. I am very greatful for the priesthood and it's part in personal revelation, as well as a fantastic branch president who listens to me ramble.
I am extremely grateful for loving branch presidents and powerful priesthood blessings.
After church today, the stress of my week started to catch up with me, causing me to feel lonely and overwhelmed. The thought came to mind to ask to meet with my branch president, Pres. Thacker. He was more than willing to sit down and chat, though I did more talking than he did. I talked about feeling overwhelmed because of the events going on such as school, my dad surgeries, home life, my grandmother's needle biopsy and Michelle having to move and maybe loosing her job. President Thacker sat and listened. Eventually, with me in tears as I was trying to spit everything out, he talked a bit and eventually said essentially that he didn't know what to say, and offered to give me a blessing, hinting that The Lord would know what to say to bring me comfort and strength. And boy, did it work. I cried most of the way through that blessing. Things were said, all of which I do not
remember, but I remember the feeling I felt. The Lord truly knows and loves me. I know he has a plan for me, even if I am not patiently waiting for parts of the plan I've been promised will happen. I am very greatful for the priesthood and it's part in personal revelation, as well as a fantastic branch president who listens to me ramble.
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