Humpty Dumpty

Hi! How are you doing today?  Me?  I'm doing quite well, thank you.  I just wanted to share something that I was thinking about today.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings horses and all the kings men
couldn't put humpty together again.


..... but the King could.


Sometimes in life we have great falls, sometimes we get really hurt emotionally or spiritually.  And sometimes no one can put us back together again.  No one can pick up ALL the pieces and make it okay.  Sometimes no one can make us smile a genuine smile or genuinely laugh.  Sometimes no one else can make us see ourselves as we are.  Most times, no one can heal us.  And no one can get us entirely back on track in life. 

But there is one who can.  Our Heavenly King will help pick us up when we fall, he'll dust us off and help to bandage our wounded souls.  I say bandage and not heal because sometimes we need to hurt a little bit to help us to grow stronger.  He wont always just heal us because it is for our good to heal with time.  However he will it make it entirely okay with his Plan of Happiness.  He can show us who we really are, and what our real worth is.  And it is only with His help that we are able to get our lives back on track (I can fully testify of this).  God is the only one who will EVER be able to put us completely back together again.  His men and horses can still try, but most times they need the help of the King to completely heal the souls and hearts of those who fall. 

The Orchestration

You walk into a symphony concert and what do you hear? Beautiful music. 





However, that music wasn't always so beautiful.  The composer spent hours writing, playing and listening to various parts to ensure that they fit together and sounded nice.  He took months or even longer of careful planning to compose each part for the various instruments in just a way that it would not sound like chaos. 

Now what about the musicians.  After receiving the music they take weeks of hard work, practice, and rehearsals in order to produce a successful concert.  They have to plan and prepare too.  They practice various phrases meticulously.  Sometimes they don't understand how it all fits together in the end, especially the parts that appear much more sad or hard; but they trust the composer, the music, and their conductor.  They tune and re-tune, and they follow their conductor and his advice every step of the way. 

Much of this is like my life, and well all of our lives.  Our Heavenly Father has planned, and composed so many events for our symphony.  He spent precious time caring for us, and then listening to us.  He allowed sad and hard times to come into our lives.  He also allowed for times of joy and excitement.  Sometimes we don't always see how it fits together and how it's going to come out not sounding like chaos.  At those times we just have to trust Heavenly Father, the Scriptures and the Holy Ghost and continue practicing faith meticulously.  The composer can make more of our lives than we can. 



This is a realization I had last night.  I couldn't help but think, this morning at 2:30, how grateful I am for the way things are working out.  Heavenly Father is definitely writing a beautiful song for me.  It's full of rough challenging times, but it's also full of extreme happiness.  At times I stopped trusting him, I stopped trusting my conductor- and I thought I was playing straight chaos, but as I trusted him again he added so much more to the music to have it become a beautiful tune again.  He has taken time and love to create an incredible orchestration just for me.  And he has done the same for you also. 

He can definitely make more out of our lives than we can. 

The Way Things Work Out

Have you ever just noticed how nicely things work out (or don't work out) sometimes? 

Let me tell you a story. 

A few months ago I was applying for summer jobs left and right.  Two of the many I applied for was a scout camp, and a "ranch" up on Wyoming.  My brother worked at the ranch last summer and highly suggested it to me.  So I filled out my applications and sent them off.  I along with 2 friends got an offer at the end of February for the scout camp job.  We accepted and I figured that if I got offered the ranch position (the one that I REALLY wanted) that I would quit the scout camp and go to Wyoming instead.  I was dissapointed a few weeks ago to get the call saying that it wasn't going to work out for me to be in Wyoming. 

Yesterday, I got a phone call, and was quite surprised to find that they had someone at the ranch drop out last minute and that they wanted me to come be wrangler.  HOLY COW!  I was speechless- but I now had a really big decision to make.  I asked for a day to think about it- my potential employed was okay with that.  My choice came down to either working with 2 of my best friends or taking a significant pay raise. 

After much thought, prayer, consideration, and conversations with my mom and sister I decided that I will be in Wyoming this summer.  I'm sad to not be working with my friends, but excited for the good things to come. 

Heavenly Father seems to be helping me more than I could imagine.  It never ceases to amaze me how things just work out, when I let Him into my life.  He just takes care of me. 

A few months ago, I made the decision to go to Utah State but I kept having second thoughts about it.  So I prayed and told him to stop me if it wasn't right.  Thoughts kept returning, and the idea of staying at my jr. college (even though I'll graduate in a month) became more and more enticing. So I prayed again and said, "alright, I'm confused, help me.  I'm going to plan to stay here at [my junior college], if I'm making a mistake, then find a way to stop me."  Since deciding to stay for at least another semester, I've been offered a scholarship, I've decided to get my basic EMT certification, and things have just worked out. 

I honestly believe that God is taking care of me.  He's always taken care of me, when I let Him. 

I'm so grateful for the way things just work out.  :D 

My Wonderful Mother and the Kindest Nurses

Last night I made Jalepeno Poppers for an assignment for my spanish class.  I cut 40 Jalepenos in half and seeded them.  I also may have forgotten to wear gloves (even though I didn't know that's what I would be doing).  My hands burned so bad by the time we were done.
I drove straight home and stuck them under cold water.  Then I called my mom, she told me to stick them in some milk.  Well after a while no such luck... so Michael, my roommate- Jen, and I took a field trip to Walmart in search of Burn Free.

But, to no avail... So we looked for any sort of burn cream... yeah, my Walmart is WAY small and had nothing even close.  So I bought some Aloe Vera with Lidocane.

That didn't work.  I tried, baking soda, milk, bleach, shampoo, flour, hot water (to make it hurt worse, so that maybe the pain wouldn't be as bad in comparrison if that makes any sense), lemon juice, benadryl, and ib profen.  but nothing worked too well.

Finally I took my benadryl, and hoped that would at least knock me out so I could sleep.  That didn't work- so I kept a small basin of water by my bedside and stuck my hands in everytime they began burning again. 

At three in the morning I couldn't handle it anymore and so I called my mom in tears.  My hands hurt so bad, and I couldn't sleep.  My mom told me she would call the hospital and see what they suggested.  The kindest nurse told my mom that they best thing to do at that point which was almost 7 hours later was just to keep soaking them in cold water and that it would dillute the jalapeno oil.  So I stayed up for about an hour, dipping them in water for 5 minutes and then pulling them out and reading until they started hurting agian and repeated the process.

My hands feel so much better now, but I'm so grateful today for my mom.  Who else would answer the phone at 3 a.m. and then go through the trouble of calling 2-3 hospitals for advice.  I'm also grateful for whichever nurse it was who offered that advice (legitimately a life saver- I would have gone crazy otherwise).  :)

The Little Things

Today I'm most grateful for the little things.  A smile, a sweet thought of the past, a beautiful song, uplifting friends, conference, peace, books, and the sweet quiet moments alone.  All of these things mean different things to me, but all of them make me happy. 

I love having a few quiet moments to myself in the morning to just wake up and think.  I love just waking up with a smile on my face for no apparent reason.  Those mornings don't come often enough.  Too often they are rushed and lack the quiet stillness. 

Most often it is the little things that make all the difference. I feel so incredibly lucky to have blessed with the appreciation for the little things. 





P.S. Lately, I've been reading a book by Jeffrey R. Holland called "For Times of Trouble"... if you have a moment, or even if you don't I highly suggest it.  You will feel such peace come into your mind as you read.  It's blessed my life more than I can even convey.