Over the next little while, I will be posting chapters of a blook (book meets blog) I’m in the midst of writing. As it rings a bell with you, please share it with others who might benefit from the encouragement and hope therein. Be sure to follow my blog or check back often for new chapters to be posted.
Chapter 1: Rest
On the day Beth had finally had enough, she sat in her darkened room, staring down at the orange bottle her fingers clutched. It loomed before her as big as an oil drum and with it the implications of what she was about to do.
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In my social circle I often find myself impressed with the experiences of others my same age. I hear about the places they have been to, the things they have done, and suddenly the feeling of being impressed gives way to a feeling of being less.
I listen to stories of individuals who traveled across the globe and baptized individuals in icy rivers on their missions, and suddenly the bath-water temperature of the font in my California mission was n’t quite as epic.
Because of the Fire
At the center of the busy, bustling town,
The tabernacle sat silent with a solemn frown.
Suicide is a word that is too often thought and not spoken about often enough. It can be an extremely uncomfortable word to say or discuss, but too some, it feels like the only way out from a life of pain and hurting.
The majority of the time, individuals don’t want to die–they simply want the pain to stop. If you are having suicidal thoughts, PLEASE SPEAK UP! There are more people than you realize who are willing and waiting to reach down and pull you from the hole you are in in order to keep you from entering a 6-foot deep hole from which it will truly be too late too emerge from. That’s a stark way to say it, but sometimes we don’t say it strongly enough until it is too late.
Please seek help right now:
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1 (800) 273-8255
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Will you join me in a goal today?
Sometimes I get a little mad at God for things in life not going just as I want them to. It’s times like that my prayers become more animated and I put a lot of emotion into it. I think God looks forward to those prayers when we are angry or in an extremely emotional state because we stop just repeating the same old words and tell Him how we really feel.
Last night I found myself frustrated at God. And I told Him about so. It’s hard when you try so hard to live right and adhere to the gospel and you still just feel inadequate, incapable, and not enough. I told Him that too.
This week I celebrate an interesting anniversary. It is the day when I almost broke up with my future wife.
To any who are struggling–drowning with discouragement–and wondering when the help will come, I want to share some thoughts with you.