If you know me, you know why I have that calling.
I know why.
I am not getting blessings today or any other day on this particular service. I don't think the family needs it. Yes, I know, who am I to judge. I am judge and so I will get no blessings.
I would never get the "soup" of life. I keep trying to remember what Brother Bednar spoke about when he was here for stake conference. Among other great gems, he said how Christ would always reach out to others around him and minister to their smaller scale problems. I have had things in my life both long term and short term that were so hard for me. I ended up doing it "alone". Like the 6 weeks when my back was out. The first week I just had to bite the bullet and go to work in so so much pain. I cooked every night. I hated it and never got help.
And so I judge others' pain by my own, only allowing compassion to those whom I deem struggling.
I am bad. I deserve my calling.
I am struggling today - this week -this particular assignment. I feel so guilty , but when I pray I feel my Saviors love and, more importantly, understanding of how much I struggle giving compassion to those around me.
And then I get a little compassion myself despite of my bad attitude. My hubby is bring me a rt. 44 strawberry limeaide from sonic.
And that is why I love him.
