It's so hard to drag my tired body out of bed, shower, and choose an outfit for work. Especially on dark, rainy days. Days when the sun can't quite make it through the the dense clouds.
Sometimes, I feel like my good mood has a layer of clouds it has to fight before it can get out. The sad thing is, I have to keep living. I can't hide in my room and wait for the storm to pass. So what do I do? I get out of bed, fall to my knees and pray like crazy that things will get better.
Because of the drought this year, we haven't been seeing a lot of rain, and water has been getting low. Yesterday, while I was driving home from my grad program's orientation meeting, there were storm clouds most of the way home, and I couldn't be anything but grateful for the rain that was pounding my car and pooling on the road. Although it was dangerous, it was needed. I was thinking about how this could apply to my own metaphorical clouds. Usually, whenever I am having a bad day, I always turn to The Lord for help. I go throughout the day with a prayer in my heart that I will be okay, this gives me an outpouring of the spirit that I can hopefully conserve and keep, even when things aren't quite so dreary, but sometimes those are the hardest times, because it's easy to forget to read the scriptures and pray when things are going well.
I don't even have words to say how happy having the gospel in my life makes me. I'm thankful for that.
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