Saturday
Earlier in the week we had talked about making a trip up to Portland to go to the temple, but I wasn't sure I would have the strength and energy to do so. Friday night we shut our phones off and slept for as long as we could, knowing my body desperately needed sleep. Sleeping in was really nice. We decided that it would be best not to make the trip north, but to just take it easy this weekend.
We made some breakfast and then went grocery shopping (Is it bad that I don't know what we ate this past week? Wait...I think our meals consisted of a lot of cereal). For whatever reason, I felt totally calm and relaxed grocery shopping even though the store was unusually crowded. When we got home and put the food away I couldn't help but laugh at all the fruit on the counter-- We eat a ton of fruit around this house! This should last us about 3 weeks.
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We ate some lunch, did a few chores, and did a short workout at the gym. It felt so good to workout. Exercising is probably my favorite way to de-stress and relax.
Then we went thrift shopping. Thrift shopping is a blast! I scored on a cute pair of Nordstrom shoes an a pair of my favorite shorts. I have scoured the stores and the internet and have not been able to find this particular pair of Adidas shorts and I happened to find a pair my size. Yay!
The rest of the night was spent watching a show and folding clothes. Anyone want to help finish folding my laundry?
Sunday
Today has been a really wonderful day! I don't know what could have made it any better. I failed to mention early that the tragedy that happened took place at my work. There was a serious accident and someone died. I was there during those last few moments of this persons life-- thankfully I didn't actually see the accident happen. But some of the people I work with did see the accident happen and it has been incredibly hard on them to see their friend killed. I care deeply for those I work with. It just breaks my heart to see all of the guys so down and devastated.
A positive though has come out of everything, I had had numerous missionary experiences. I have been able to testify of the power of prayer and have invited others to pray as well. I have shared my testimony of a loving Savior. I have been able to talk about the positive aspect of trials. I even invited a few co-workers to come to church and lunch afterwards.
When I first walked into church today didn't see any of the guys and my heart sank a little bit. I sat on the pew silently praying that these two young men would show up. A few moments later one of them walked in the door. Words can't express how happy I was to see this young man walk into church. The talks, testimonies, and lessons were simply wonderful. The spirit was so incredibly strong. My co-worker said he is going to bring his fiance and daughter to church with him next week too. *Happy dance*
My co-worker, some mutual friends and their kids, and the missionaries came over to lunch after church. I was praying we would have enough food for everyone-- my prayer was answered. It was a good time for all.
Prayer is real. It works. There is a loving Heavenly Father, just waiting to hear from you. Tell Him about your joys and your sorrows. He is there. He hears you. He will help lift you up. I know because he has helped me so much this past week.
Make this next week great!
