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Did God Kill My Mother? Loving God Through The Pain Of Mortality

I stood at the pulpit of my parent’s home ward, staring into a sea of people and seeing only a few faces. I was the last speaker for my mom’s funeral service, something I actually took joy in. Two weeks later I attended church services at my student Young Single Adult ward. I was broken, hurt, confused, scared out of my mind, and feeling cut off.

The Fight

This year it started in November, as far as I can remember.
A break from chemo, but hardly a break from the fight.
Our regular cocktails weren’t giving a good enough buzz
Shhh, not that kind of cocktail-no need to call the fuzz.

It’s on you: To the guy who catcalled me today

I’m a pretty cautious person in general. I always wear my seat belt, I carry pepper spray and I always check my backseat when getting into the car. It was natural for me to glance in my rear view mirror before opening my door. I bet you saw me do a double take, when I realized you and your friend were leaning against the car, staring and waiting.

For my Savior, my Rock, my Guide

A sense of purpose, strength, an honor divine.
With furrowed brow and knowing eyes,
Each step of your life carefully thought out.
It’s there for you, your destined route.

The Thief

You will never measure up if you’re constantly basing your ‘standards’ off of someone else. You are you, and everything good and bad that comes with it. No one else in the world is exactly like you,

A Pinch of Patience

When God made me, I think his hand slipped with his bottle of ‘ground temper’ and he ran out of ‘extract of patience.’ For instance, I have recently noticed I have a severe case of road rage. No, it’s seriously going to get me shot one day.

This I Believe

I could never ever in my life deny that God lives. He lives, he loves us, he knows us, and he is here to help us. It is my belief that when we left our Father in heaven to come to Earth and carry out his plan that he made us a few promises. Of those promises, I believe he promised a great life. He never promised a life with-out trials, but he promised us a great life indeed.

Keeper of the Night

When all is still and quiet,
When there’s hardly any light,
I lay with the comfort of my friend, the keeper of the night.

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