The week of the 29th of February, I had a setback.
I missed a whole weeks of work because I was having partial seizures, and I went to see my neurologist (I had one from when I was living in Cedar Park and having severe migraines) and he diagnosed me with partial seizures and put me on medication. I had to use my savings to pay for my ER visit, and I had to deal with my insurance for two days before I was able to get my medication. It was an acute thing, and I’ll admit that I was angry.
I was angry at Heavenly Father because I was doing so well, and then to have a setback like that just made me so mad. I was angry at him because I’m trying to live my life according to the gospel, and I have faith and testimony of Jesus Christ as my Savior, and I believe so strongly in the work of the gospel. So, why was I going through this trial?
All I wanted was to work and be healthy and then this happens?
I was angry.
I’m better now, and I’ve had time to think and to ponder about things.
When stuff happens to me, it’s always acute, and strange, to say the least, and I’ve had to learn to deal with the hand God dealt me. There’s a reason for everything, and even though I don’t know what the reason is all the time, I know that there’s a reason why trials happen in my life, frustrating as they may be.
It still frustrates me to think about what I had to go through during that week, but I’m trying to work through that because one of the things I have to remember is that overall, I’m a healthy person, at least physically. I’m being treated for my Bipolar Disorder, and for the most part, my treatment has been successful.
I guess what frustrated me the most was having to use my savings for the ER.
Don’t get me started on healthcare costs. I have very strong feelings of resentment toward the way our healthcare system is here in America, and I have even more resentment toward the insurance companies. It seems like I just work to pay off medical bills, and it frustrates me to no end.
I worry about money, probably more than I should, and I know that it’s because I haven’t paid my tithing in months. I haven’t been to church in as long, and going back, I know that I need to pay tithing. Part of living the gospel is having the faith in the commandment to pay tithing, and I’m going to start doing that today, in fact.
The subject of tithing came up as I was writing in my journal last night. I keep a journal because I like to write, and it’s cathartic for me. When I thought about how I need to tithe, I realized as I was writing how blessed I really am. I was lamenting about my one little circumstance, and it led me to the realization that it was just one instance out of a mostly blessed life.
Here’s an excerpt from my entry:
I’m pretty fortunate because I don’t have nearly as many bills as others have. I feel bad for those people who have no recourse.
I have a steady job, and it pays the bills. I’m not destitute like some people are, so while I’m lamenting, I have to stop myself and remind myself that all in all, it’s really not that bad. Though there are times when I totally wish I had a windfall just to pay everything off, I’m still in a good place.
I have to remember that overall, I’m very blessed and I need to be honest with myself about it. I”m not going to deny that I’m blessed and I’m going to try to be more aware of it. Life can be crappy some days, and I’m allowed to have those really crappy days as long as I remember that there are better days ahead and behind me.
Like today for example.
Today was a good day.
My awareness of the better days makes me thankful and happy, and knowing that I have that tender mercy of overall good days makes me love and appreciate the Savior more. It makes me cherish the fact that I am a daughter of Heavenly Father and that they love me. The Spirit of the Lord testifies to me, is testifying to me right now that I am loved and thought of, and that God knows me better than I even know myself.
I feel the Spirit so strong now because I’m feeling more at peace than I have in weeks. The anger that I felt is beginning to dissolve and resolve has taken its place. I resolve to have more good days and to just be better about certain aspects of my life.
This evening, I was blessed with names to take to the temple from my mom’s side.
I’m going to be thankful about that.
I love the gospel, and boy do I take it for granted sometimes. But I’m going to strive to live the gospel better, to pay my tithing and have the faith that it will bless me.
I love my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ because he could have done something different. He could have not chosen Heavenly Father’s plan, he could have not voluntarily gone to calvary. He could have gone to sleep with the other disciples in the Garden of Gethsemane, but he chose his Father’s will and obeyed. He did out of his deep love for humanity and great faith in his Heavenly Father.
I know and believe that this Church is true., the the Book of Mormon truly testifies of Christ, and that Joseph Smith was and is a prophet of God. Of these truths I so testify in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
I know that my Redeemer lives, and I know that he loves me.
I know that Heavenly Father will never put more on me than I can bear, and that brings me great comfort.
This life is going to be full of trials; that’s just part of this mortal experience that we chose in the pre-earth life. But I know that if I endure it well, that I’ll be blessed and perfected in Christ.
So, I’ll strive to be more present and aware of the blessings in my life because they far outweigh the trials.