Gordon B. Hinckley
I'll be the first to admit, that I sometimes lose faith. Within the past couple months, I can only point out one time when I was truly, deep inside myself, happy. It was a three week period where I totally consumed myself in a Stake-wide Young Womens project. The amount of work and the difficulty this would take quickly come to my realization. But as President David O. McKay said, “Man’s greatest happiness comes from losing himself for the good of others.” Who would have thought? I love making people happy, but I think I've finally found a way to make others happy and grateful, as well as myself. I'm almost positive it's the only thing out there that can accomplish such a task.
Through all that, I was able to get away from the worries and stresses I had about being at home. I would go to bed filled with gratitude, and wake up thinking of ways to make it better. I remained focused on completing something, that I had desperately hoped, would make my Young Womens President feel appreciated for the hard work she had done, and just...for her. She deserved a gift that came from the heart. That was all that was important to me. There were days where my ward YW president would have to comfort me and say, "She'll love it." But it was difficult to believe it, because it meant so much to ME, it was a good idea to ME. But, not every person is similar. So I worried, like I do with everything and everyone.
I began to wonder if that's why I struggle with completing a task. It may seem great to ME. But what about the person it's for, who it matters too. Sometimes, I give up, because I know, or think I know, that they really wouldn't have enjoyed it.
It all leads to trusting, believing, having faith. Sometimes it's a bit hard to have. So there's another thing I've got to work on.
I'm learning a lot about myself within the year 2010. I need to decide NOW what I want LATER.
Despite my worries it turned out great. I learned more from that than any type of educational system I've been through. I wasn't getting away from the stresses at home and I wasn't ignoring them, but I found that I had a way to deal with them.
I appreciate my leaders. Especially those who stick by you even when they move, or get released. Those people matter most. They're the ones who deserve the most, but rarely get the bare minimum.
Why I have the privilege to interact with the select few I'm talking about, I don't know. But I know I must have done something right, things like that just don't happen.
