Before I took the NAPLEX and MPJE, William gave me a blessing to help me to be able to study and remember what I've studied for the test and that I'll have to confidence to be a good pharmacist. Before I took both tests I felt a sort of assurance that I would pass. I was nervous still, and doubted, but I did feel a sense of surity. I passed both tests and all was well.
I was worried sick because there was a space between the LaDell in my name La Dell, because apparently that is how it is printed on the birth certificate. I was worried that might be an issue - where they have stringent requirements on the exactness of the names, but Makayla told me she felt strongly that it would be no issue and I felt it would be no issue, even still I worried. The next day I called, and there was no issue. She also felt strongly that I would pass my tests, which I did.
Today, July 2nd, 2016 Logan called and told me that Branae had swallowed a lithium ion battery and was suffocating but that she was being life-flighted to a hospital for treatment. He was very worried, but for some reason, I knew she would be okay. It wasn't until after I was off the phone that I realized how sure I felt about it. I told William about this and about how I felt. William offered a prayer on her behalf. We found out tonight that she should make it but that she might require surgery on her esophagus.
Saturday, July 2, 2016
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Callings and Scripture reading
I know I've been blessed with many more spiritual experiences prior to this - but I've not been diligent in my record keeping. Luckily, today I was reminded to write the one that I had today down.
Today while at church, I was feeling very distraught with my calling. My calling is to invite people in our ward to attend institute. Two Sunday's ago I gave a talk on institute and knowledge (which was, surprisingly the only time I ever gave a talk where I wasn't devastatingly nervous) and so today I felt a bit of awkwardness in my calling today. I felt, that since everyone heard my talk and knows how I feel about institute, why should I then have to invite them personally as I usually do, and feel comfortable with. For some reason, I did not feel comfortable with this at all - I didn't want to be too aggressive a force for institute. I even decided that I wasn't going to invite anyone this semester, I would just remind everyone else in ward council that they need to help invite people. This feeling started in ward council and extended during sacrament - but after sacrament I felt the impulse to invite 2 people to institute - I thought I'd see how it went, see if I really shouldn't invite people this semester. As I invited those people, both of them agreed to sign up, and neither of them have signed up in years past, even with my invitation in previous years. So I felt that God directed me, he was kind of saying, hey, don't worry about a thing. I'll guide you to do the things and say the things I want you to do or say. I can't recall who said it, but someone once said, "who God calls, he qualifies" and I've liked it since. This was a witness to me that he set me apart to do the work of inviting people to institute and he won't let me down.
Another thing that happened was that, tonight as William and I started our serious study of the Book of Mormon, it was thrilling and exciting as we were delving in, but in the end I could tell that his attitude shifted, and that his faith seemed to be diminishing. I especially noticed this after I mentioned to him how I could see why a non-Mormon would think that Nephi's summary of The Book of Lehi actually could discredit it, rather than be proof of divine inspiration. He ended up defending that argument, and I realized something was wrong. We talked and talked about various topics, and by the end of it we both reached the same conclusion that we usually do. That most of this stuff doesn't actually matter, and that loving God and our neighbor, and being a disciple of Christ are what is truly important. At the end I could feel that William's faith was somewhat restored. He did, as he often does, tell me that I have a wisdom and am always saying the right things. God's helping me help William. I'm glad that he is!
love.love.lindsay
Today while at church, I was feeling very distraught with my calling. My calling is to invite people in our ward to attend institute. Two Sunday's ago I gave a talk on institute and knowledge (which was, surprisingly the only time I ever gave a talk where I wasn't devastatingly nervous) and so today I felt a bit of awkwardness in my calling today. I felt, that since everyone heard my talk and knows how I feel about institute, why should I then have to invite them personally as I usually do, and feel comfortable with. For some reason, I did not feel comfortable with this at all - I didn't want to be too aggressive a force for institute. I even decided that I wasn't going to invite anyone this semester, I would just remind everyone else in ward council that they need to help invite people. This feeling started in ward council and extended during sacrament - but after sacrament I felt the impulse to invite 2 people to institute - I thought I'd see how it went, see if I really shouldn't invite people this semester. As I invited those people, both of them agreed to sign up, and neither of them have signed up in years past, even with my invitation in previous years. So I felt that God directed me, he was kind of saying, hey, don't worry about a thing. I'll guide you to do the things and say the things I want you to do or say. I can't recall who said it, but someone once said, "who God calls, he qualifies" and I've liked it since. This was a witness to me that he set me apart to do the work of inviting people to institute and he won't let me down.
Another thing that happened was that, tonight as William and I started our serious study of the Book of Mormon, it was thrilling and exciting as we were delving in, but in the end I could tell that his attitude shifted, and that his faith seemed to be diminishing. I especially noticed this after I mentioned to him how I could see why a non-Mormon would think that Nephi's summary of The Book of Lehi actually could discredit it, rather than be proof of divine inspiration. He ended up defending that argument, and I realized something was wrong. We talked and talked about various topics, and by the end of it we both reached the same conclusion that we usually do. That most of this stuff doesn't actually matter, and that loving God and our neighbor, and being a disciple of Christ are what is truly important. At the end I could feel that William's faith was somewhat restored. He did, as he often does, tell me that I have a wisdom and am always saying the right things. God's helping me help William. I'm glad that he is!
love.love.lindsay
Monday, October 26, 2015
I decided I
ought to start a spiritual journal. I never did this in the past because I never
thought that spiritual things really happened to me, but then I realized that
that wasn’t true, the more I thought about it the more I recognized spiritual
experiences in my daily life. So I’m going to start up a spiritual journal and
see how this goes. I will also try to document as many of my previous
experiences as I can remember them.
I realized about a week ago an outpouring of heaven’s blessings in my life. About a month ago I was sorting out my finances trying to get everything together. I’ve been using an online budget trying to keep track of my spending. As I was looking at it all, and paying my tithing (online! Now that they have that, it’s so convenient) I was feeling really grumbly when I thought about how much money in a year goes toward tithing, and then how much money when I have a better job will go toward it, and it was stressing me out because I just want to pay off my student loans. I also lamented because I was thinking, yea people always talk about money coming from these rando places when they pay their tithing but I figured that it wouldn’t happen for me because I’m not in a life experience where money could come from rando places (I don’t have opportunities to pick up shifts or get a new job, ect). I also thought, well I wouldn’t be blessed in that way anyway because I’m not actually bad off – I’m just stressin about paying my loans. Ok. So that all happened, and I payed my tithing anyway because I wasn’t really THAT worried about it, plus paying tithing is more important than paying off student loans fast. Around that same time I also got an email recommending that I apply for a scholarship that I might be eligible for. I looked into it and found that I was indeed eligible for it and all I had to do was write an essay detailing what I’ve learned and what advice I could give to oncoming freshman. I quickly wrote the essay and had William edit it for me (he did a really good job helping me make it into something nice) not thinking a whole lot about it or expecting anything to come really. Then I found out I was granted the scholarship and was way excited but didn’t actually think too much more about it until one day a random thought came into my head (I wasn’t even thinking about money or tithing). I was thinking about how the total of my scholarship was a little bit more than the total amount of tithing I would be paying that year – and that basically all the money I spent came completely back. It blew me away when that thought came into my head and I knew immediately that it was a gift from the Lord. That he was blessing me. I didn’t even deserve it, but he showed me his ways. He is so merciful and kind. Don’t ever hesitate to trust in the Lord.
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