This is pure happiness..

"You show your trust in Him when you listen with the intent to learn and repent and then you go and do whatever He asks…..And if you then go and do what He would have you do, your power to trust Him will grow, and in time you will be overwhelmed with gratitude to find that He has come to trust you."

--Henry B. Eyring, "Trust in God, Then Go and Do", Ensign, Nov. 2010, 70–73

I came across this quote yesterday. It has since been resonating within my mind and heart. Daily I try to trust my Heavenly Father, I try to show my faith in him, in what he asks amidst all of the weakness. It is a daily battle I face. But, how often to I ponder His trust in me? His trust in me depends on my complete trust in Him. It must come first. I love the words, "...your power to trust Him will grow..." Coming unto Christ and building a relationship with my Heavenly Father is an ongoing process that will continue the rest of my life, each day we will show our faith in Him. Our love for Him. He will do the same... blessing every day of our lives with such JOY that we cannot stand it... I know I can't.

What I Believe

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On the Agenda

First things first. Uncle Kracker rocks. So does pandora. I LOVE MUSIC.

Now that that is out of the way... I would just like to say that I got in a fight with the mustard today or shall I say, he attacked me most maliciously. ALL. OVER. MY. FACE. Needless to say, he won.

Also, on a similar note, onion in the eyeball..not recommended. I know you were wondering.

My birthday is in T minus 44 days. I really want these...or any other of their albums because

let's be honest...

..they rock.

Coming up soon........................................my EFY interview!

So ridiculously stoked... I LOVE EFY!

Lastly, I would like to address how sometimes, life just makes you want to

SHOUT!!

..and run a marathon,

(because all of a sudden, you feel like you totally could...)

..or climb a mountain in leaps and bounds...

...and it sometimes feels like if you just sit, and don't do any of things things or any similar to them, your insides might just burst. Which gets pretty messy..and quite difficult to repair. Just sayin'.

Oh what a beautiful life it is.. :)

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2 things.

2 things.

1. Aren't we just the cutest sisters you've ever seen? ...and...

2. I still think we are the cutest sisters you've ever seen.

Merry Christmas!

Things as they are.

I should be doing my laundry and packing.

Instead I am rocking out to the Format and Stereo Love and while chillin in my pjs.

That is all I have to say.

The end.

I forgot what I was going to name this blogpost.

I will make this short and sweet...due mostly to the fact that I have a 10 page paper due in T minus uhhh..soon. I am too tired to count the hours I have left to work on it, even despite the gruesomely small number that it is.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of finals are rumblings of shuffled papers, cracking pencils (or perhaps skulls after hitting them one too many times against the nearest desk or wall), and pneumonic devices being muttered under the passing breath. Here I am. Amidst the finals bustle. Homework growing out of my nose, and my ears.

I seem to have forgotten what I was going to say. Yikes.

Today, I searched my house for my car keys. I found them. In my back pocket. Yep.

I think that even though I may have forgotten what I meant to say, what I did say may actually be saying something...oh,wait...ya...i think that.

Sharing Stickers

I worked tonight. It was really just like any other shift. Fryers bubbling, people hustling, paper crinkling, wrapping. I was in charge of taking orders on this particular night. 4/5 of my shift went by and things started to slow down. There were probably about 10 or 15 people eating in the dining room. As I finished the last order of the line that had previously existed, I turned around to complete another task needing my attention. I paused though, as I saw a girl, not older than 5 years old scooting up and down the bench in front of me

She saw me, and paused too.

I asked her if she wanted some stickers as we give them out regularly to the kids that come into eat. She shook her head eagerly, but in silence. She slowly walked up to the counter and took them from my offering hand. Before I could turn to walk away, she looked me in the eyes and said, "Do you want me to pick one out for you to have?" I looked at her and couldn't help but smile. She picked one out for me and I placed it in my pocket.

To her, it was just a sticker, but to me, it will now be a daily reminder of the charity I should have in my heart everyday day.

How often am I sharing my stickers with others?? Whom will I serve today?

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It's not what I am, but what I am not.

As strange and pathetic as it sounds, I sometimes need a reminder that I am, in fact, not a tree.

Today, I am picking up my feet.