Yes I'm a Mormon too!

I just had to share that. I'm not perfect but who is. It is because of my faith I am who I am today. I love life. I love to cook and craft especially more so, now that I can use my hands. I love people, and I love to be of service and share whenever possible. I love the principles of this church. I love Jesus Christ, my Savior. I love the Gospel and I love finding beauty in all that I see.

I have had many obstacles in my life. Tumbling all the time. Sister Turley, a member of our church once told me several years ago, that I was like a diamond in the rough. All that tumbling will make me shine like a diamond. I always liked that analogy. It made me feel good because I just knew with all the tumbling I was going to shine bright in the end. I just had to. I'm talking spiritual happiness.

I remember the first time I went to the temple. It was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life. I was truly happy, but really sick. I had to take over 300 pills a month to function somewhat normally. So needless to say, now that i think of it, it was a blur. Sixty or more pounds heavier, my happiest day at the temple was spent going to the bathroom 5 times and trying hard not to dose off. I want a do over!

A do-over I cannot have, but once again when I am temple worthy I am looking forward to experience walking in that temple completely intact, without all those medications. I never been there unmedicated. Being able to hold my head up without straining. I want to experience this now, while I feel so alive and well. I can hardly wait. But patience is a virtue.

I haven't been able to attend my ward because I have other medical issues.  However, I feel like it is going to happen real soon.  Praise God.  I am quite happy now, but I do know I was at my happiest being with my fellow Christians. Just being a part of something truly wonderful. I am grateful because I know that I am on the road to recovery to a better me all the way around.

I'm just rambling on, my depression finally lifted after three months. By the way, tremors and depression go together like peanut butter and jelly. I have not been able to leave my apartment for the last three months alone.  Not even to check the mail.  I did go out and check the mail two days ago.  Yay!  I did say it was progress, not perfection right?

Anyway, I wanted to leave you with one of my favorite verses. Thanks for stopping by.  Feel free to visit any of my other posts here on this blog or any of my other blogs.  If you have any questions, ask away.  So till the next time, stay safe and, many blessings:)

Sincerely,

Mary Helen