Last night I received an important reminder. I was reminded that there is nothing you can do can put you out of reach of the love of God. It has been an incredibly busy week for me. And with it has come a lot of feelings of inadequacy and failure. There were points during the week where I just felt like I had messed up enough that it wasn’t worth trying. But I am here today to remind you that it is always worth trying. You are special. You matter.
I live a very busy life. My husband is a full-time student, has a part-time job. I work full-time, half day at home and half day at the office. I have a toddler who I love playing and teaching. I am building a business. I try my hardest to participate in my church activities, and be involved in the community. Sometimes I think I am crazy. But most of the time I know I am crazy.
I wanted to share three things that I learned this week:
Prioritize—and do it right.
This week was a mess of priorities. My priorities weren’t in order. I put things of less importance above other things, and with it came the struggle to stay above water. A few weeks ago I was emailing my dear brother and he said this:
It’s always great to be busy cause the scriptures tell us to not be idle so we don’t have time for the devil to tempt us. So count that as a blessing. But remember to take time to relax and to have fun every so often.
It’s a simple thing. But he made a point that really hit me. It is totally okay to have a busy life. It is okay that I have a full life. But I need to remember to take care of myself and my family. To give us time to be silly and happy. This week I let my busy-ness get the better of me, and as a result I felt removed from God. I felt alone. I felt overwhelmed. I didn’t know how to feel better.
We have to forego some good things in order to choose others that are better or best because they develop faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and strengthen our families.
To be completely honest, I did have priorities this week, but they were skewed. I did not put God first. And I felt it. Finding peace and feeling the love of God all comes down to clinging to him with all our might, no matter the winds that we face. That should be our #1 priority.
Everything needs a break from going full-speed. It does not do to be idle, like my sweet brother reminded me. But if we are always going 110mph, we are going to run out of fuel. It isn’t about stopping necessarily. It is about slowing down every once in a while to really be one with ourselves. Doing so really helps us feel the love of God more fully.
My dear brothers and sisters, we would do well to slow down a little, proceed at the optimum speed for our circumstances, focus on the significant, lift up our eyes, and truly see the things that matter most. Let us be mindful of the foundational precepts our Heavenly Father has given to His children that will establish the basis of a rich and fruitful mortal life with promises of eternal happiness.
It may seem silly, but I think of Lightning McQueen in Cars. He was go-go-going all the time. A lot like I was this week. And it wasn’t until he slowed down and found the joy in little things that he found the peace to succeed in ways he hadn’t imagined before.
Because of the speed I had been going all week, I wasn’t able to take time to understand and fully feel what I needed to this week. So when my husband and I decided to take Saturday and basically do NOTHING (which was equal parts amazing and weird), it all finally caved in on me and I felt the emptiness of this busy week.
This was an important reminder to me. If I had taken a bit more time to slow down this week, processing it all would have been more constructive. It would’ve been easier. And doing so would’ve given me the opportunity to feel the love of God, and his support through it all. It reminded me that by going as fast and full as I was, I was missing the little things that really matter in the day-to-day.
I matter. You Matter.
Last night I went to my church building to watch the women’s session of our LDS General Conference. It was incredibly needed. And like I said earlier, I was reminded that there was absolutely nothing I could do to remove myself from the love of God. In arriving a few minutes before it began I sat alone silently thinking about my busy life. And in those few quiet moments to myself these words pieced my heard:
“I am with you in even the darkest of times, Drinda.”
In that moment I knew that I mattered to God. And in realizing that, it hit me harder than it ever has just how much our Father in Heaven loves every single one of us.
He knows us, he understands us. He wants to hold us close every single day. And he will if we let him. I hope that all of us can spread that message. We are not alone. So don’t try to do it alone. I know that this week is bound to be just as busy as last week. Even still, I can see now that it will be better because I want to use His help. I want to focus on the love of God in my life.
I won’t say “Never doubt his love for you.” That is a hard thing. We all experience highs and lows. Doubts come and go. It is what we do with those doubts that matter. Cling to God. Cling to his Love. I promise that if you let go of the doubts that come every day, you will find your resolve and peace grow.
Love you! Have a wonderful Sunday.