Dear readers
As I began my weekend, I had multiple goals in mind.
1. Work evening shift Friday (16:00 - 00:30)
2. 8am 5km park fun
3. Study for two hours prior to Sunday (exam prep for Tuesday).
4. Tidy house by Friday evening
5. Work Saturday evening shift (15:00 - 22:30)
6. Rest when able / when needed.
As my weekend progressed, I had more and more things to do on my to-do list.
Here were some of my "spiritual" to do goals.
1. Hug Ada whenever she needed a hug.
2. Listen to the scriptures
3. Memorise uplifting scripture
It is now 1:29am Sunday morning, and I have an early morning later.
I am writing to you with a really sore back, my shoulder are super stiff from that morning jog, my legs are dead weights, haha, and for some reason, I'm hungry right now.
But my spirits are high.
I was able to do everything on my to do lists, with the exception of memorising uplifting scripture--but I am optimistic because the day is young, haha.
I was NOT able to do everything on my to do lists by myself. Lawrence essentially cleaned the house. My older sister went to the park fun with me. Ada came too (after I worked the previous night, she was very reluctant to let me leave without her when I woke up early morning), and my Dad minded her while we jogged our lives away...
I want to emphasise that I am NOT super woman, and neither am I boasting about how well I am doing, because there is so much more improvement I have yet to achieve and will probably never achieve in this life.
I want to emphasise that there IS a certain super power in my life, and that is the eternal and perfect love that Heavenly Father has for me. Has for you, too! Although not as often as I'd like, I do try my best to regularly check in and pray to our loving Heavenly Father and ask Him to bless me in my endeavours for the day. I go about my day prayerfully and when I am prompted to do a certain thing, I do it. Even if I am tired. Even if it is socially weird, because I can be a massive awkward weirdo. Even if it isn't on my to-do list.
Or it may be on my to-do list but not at the time I planned! I certainly didn't plan on taking Ada with me to the park run, but we has a blast in the car together, and she got to choose a little snacky-snack at the fuel station when I filled the car up before heading home. (Fuel was another thing on my ever-growing to do list).
There's a concept of juggling between glass and non-glass balls. A person may be constantly juggling but sometimes, we have to priotise the glass balls and throw the other, less fragile, ball. If we drop it, thats fine. Our glass ball is safe. I always have this particular image in mind when I create my list of priorities. What are my glass balls today? What am I willing to let go today, if my other priorities take precedence? Usually, the answer to this last question is housework. Always housework. Particularly the massive mountain on laundry that forever needs putting away (not even gonna pretend I fold).
I want to reiterate again that none of my achievements in whatever large or small capacity are possible without my Heavenly Father and His love and His help. Yes Lawrence cleaned the house, but who softened his heart so he would do so lovingly and really good?
I needed to study today-- and who miracously blessed me with a quiet shift at work so that I could focus on my exam preparations for a little while?
There was no way on earth that I would have ever gone out to that park run, if it were not for my older sister who came from OVERSEAS and told me that she would do this with me while she's here. On her husband's birthday, no less. (Happy birthday Michael we love you lots).
So many little, or big, miracles. Coincidence? I think not.
Tender mercies of the Lord? I think so.
I'm gonna spend the rest of my day, the week, the year and my entire LIFE looking for these daily miracles. Hopefully, I'll follow that inspiration more and more to write about them.
I'd love to update you about what I'm learning from the 40-Day Book of Mormon Reading Challenge that I am currently doing with my ward.
In the meantime, I'm going to love you and leave you, and pray that reading this inspires you to recognise the daily miracles in your life, too.
Written with love,
Eliza.