Sometimes I stand in awe of the beauty of life. When the littlest thing can touch my very being. When the majesty of love and friendship and connection and the beauty of God’s creations take my breath away.
This is my second marriage.
I struggle with depression.
I often feel I am not enough.
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In the months and conversations that followed my divorce, I often tried to escape the likely awkward surprising moments when people realized I was a 22-year-old divorcee with humor. They would say “I’m sorry…” and I would say, “I’m not, I am happy now! Its a good thing!” And while that was true….it still doesn’t account for all the heartache in between. They would say… “Oh, that must have been hard….I can’t believe you had to go through that” and I would say “Oh, it’s okay, Heavenly Father knows that I need to learn things the hard way.
Two weeks ago I had the blessing to be able to sing in our ward (congregation) choir. We sing fairly regularly, but with the business of summer travels, this would be our last until the fall. But I was still overjoyed to sing. We sang one of my favorite hymns: Did you think to pray.
Over the course of my life and experience with my faith, I’ve found that music is one of the easiest ways for me to worship God, for me to receive inspiration (or revelation, or both), for me to understand the gospel better, and ultimately for me to feel the Holy Ghost near to witness of truth and of my Heavenly Father’s love. This experience was no different 🙂