Today has been ROUGH....
The first day back from Spring Break has got me lacking so much sleep!
Kai invited me to play basketball with some kids in the gym after school before track practice. (what the heck right?) until the all star super seniors showed up to play. In the half hour game I played with them (there was two other girls..mind one was all American Abbie) I was dead. Literally dying. It wasn't even a basketball game. It was a track meet.
"Oh look at the clock it's 1:55 and I have track practice at 2:00!"
I barely made it down for warmups still trying to recover. My sprint coach gave us the great and fantastic news that today was "endless relays" (endless 200 sprints...endless hell). I was lucky by the time the basketball, sprints and 89 degree weather got the best of me that I didn't black out (which possibly almost could have happened!) i waited in the shade for my dad to pick up abbie and I while I was STILL in the process of slowing my heart beat back down to regular speed. My dad decided I wasn't done. I ran hurdles for a while until a HURDLE let me now I was done sending me on my way...tumbling, rolling, crashing down the track. I gave into defeat leaving with minor leg and arm scratches.
You all MIGHT be wondering why I am telling you about my horrible track practice...(well HOLD ON and keep READING!)
After practice I was hit with news that left me breathless and tearful. I wasn't able to catch even a gasp of that breath until about twenty minutes ago. I prayed in my heart throughout the evening numerous times, I let the waterfalls crash to let the pain subside. Before I got into bed I prayed to my Heavenly Father that everything would go according to His plan and that through this I would find peace and strength.
Still in conversation and prayer I waited...
....nothing happened..I felt nothing but the pounding of my heart that had never slowed from even before my practice.
I left my knees grateful I spilled my heart.
Climbed in my bed ready to find comfort in my scriptures I started to hum "Be Still My Soul" waiting for the rush of warmth to overcome me..
It didn't..
I read on.
As I read I tried to ignore my sister Josie (who I fortunately get to share a room with) complain about her Spanish video.
Out no where, making me immediately stop everything my track, Josie began to sing...
" When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings; name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord has done...."
All I could do was stare at her. She didn't sing hymns for one! And secondly why, WHY would she choose that one?
She stopped before the chorus looked right at me and said "I don't know why I just sang that..." she turned in her bed before she could see the tears fall from my eyes.
"When we pray, God hears more than we say, answers more than we ask, gives more than we imagine... in His own time & His own way."
We are blessed in so many ways an with some many wonderful things! One day before...Kelan was having a hard day so I advised him to write down things he loved as he took a walk. He did it and it was wonderful. I didn't expect him to request I do the same. Eventually I did it. It saved me that day and again today! As I reread it I am reminded of the amazing miracles the Lord had given me in my simple life.
(here is part of my list)
I love my house.
I love when my neighbors bring us extra food from their fiestas.
I love that my bishop lives so close.
I love looking back at elementary.
I love the sound of zoe's feet on the cement.
I love the house 353 on my street, it reminds me of phoenix, az where my great grandma moser lives.
I my aunt nikki and uncle adam.
I love that we can be together forever with our families.
I love that children who die before the age of 8 are saved in the celestial kingdom.
I love how the teerlink's house sparkles, it gave me inspiration to make my room sparkle.
I love the smell of the bushes on the side of their house.
I love the house 246 on diagonal street, who had the one blinking christmas light.
I love how old it looks.
I love the peacock's play house in their backyard i used to play in when the barlett's lived there.
I love fancy house address signs.
I love the lister's white picket fence.
I love the wilson's house that looks like it could be in a perfect movie.
I love sadie leavitt's old truck and jeep. I love how simple and homie the crandall's house is, inside and out.
I love how house 131 on second west has a bridge in their front yard...and the ground is flat.
I love the route i would take to my bus stop everyday in middle school.
I love little girls.
I love the yellow paint on the house next to the catholic church.
I love the huge house that always looked like it would but never fell.
I love antiques and vintage.
I love how zoe thinks she is tough.
I love breeze.
I love the post office.
I love little yellow flowers.
I love tree houses.
I love trees, dead and living.
I love back and dirt roads.
I love the mesa.
I love run down....everything.
I love the vivid memory i get on the street when i saw you had poked me on facebook for the first time and almost cut off my fingers by a rope at the same time. (almost exactly a year ago)
I love rabbits.
I love the smell of wild bushes.
I love mud, in every aspect.
I love the smell and sound of chickens. I love the library.
I love the fire station that supplies me with ice for ice baths.
I love letting zoe go play.
I love love love the little girl who lives across the street from me and pray she will be shone mercy and make it in the world.
I love that baseball field i'd play softball on every weekend in 8th grade.
I love the tree we will write our initials in this summer.
I love tall grass.
I love how shattered glass shines and blends in the rocks and dirt.
I love the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
I love horses.
I love the ditch road where i wanted to get married since i can remember.
I love how church music and the piano makes me feel at peace.
I love flowing water.
I love my freedom.
I love my sister.
I love the Lord.
I the Spirit.
I how beautiful life is and how marvelous the earth is.
Obviously this isn't finished..you'd never stop reading if it was. It was just what I realized I was blessed with that day. Today I am blessed with the Lord's love. Everyday I am. But today He took the time and power to make sure I knew it for sure. I am grateful for the pawer of prayer that allowed me to open my conversation with the Lord. I plan on never hanging up because I know he won't. If I do? He'll anxiously be waiting for me to call again.
Track? Yeah I don't know either...I was gonna tie it in somewhere but I went in a Uturn in my initial direction of this post.. Moral of that story...don't play basketball before track practice and don't fall over hurdles.