So I got up, showered and prepared to go to church (after texting my mom, of course). Went to church, had a copy of my grandmother's book to read before the meeting. Meeting came and went. 2nd hour was fine. After church was the potluck, which went well. I had plenty of food. Went home, enjoying the nice day. Didn't do much else that day, except read some stuff (but not like any of my project books, just crap on the internet). Definitely napped/slept a bit and did some climbing too (people came over). Was basically really lazy. Where has all my motivation for everything gone? Am I returning to depression or not? Stayed up much too late doing nothing.
Being Mothers Day, I thought a lot about my family. One thing that really stood out to me was how my grandmother's experience being excommunicated for apostasy (she's certainly a heretic but is that the same as apostasy and deserving of an excommunication?) has affected my own testimony, personal growth and relationship with the church. It's somewhat weird to say, but her example in continuing to believe despite being kicked out, her stubborness but also integrity and the like certainly guided me to where I am today. Could be a whole post on its own. So yeah, thanks grandma, love you.
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