New Developments

Hello Readers. I've currently had this issue where I've felt like I've been floating around aimlessly, kind of like plankton in a swirling ocean. After England completely flopped, I was lost. I didn't know where I was needed or where I was going. I had a mountain of decisions. I hadn't registered for the next semester yet, my family was moving, I lost my job, and an adorable boy kinda sorta stepped in the picture. Cedar, Salt Lake or St. George. So after a month or so of fasting, praying, soul searching, and telling people about my situation, on Christmas day I felt like I needed to make a decision and stick to it. So, as of late, I'm going to be staying in St. George. I feel that this is where I can do the most good, where I can flourish and grow, and where my support is. I'm looking for another job currently, preferably two, transfer to Dixie and take some night classes, and I can submit my mission papers as early as April 12th. I'll be staying with the Christensen family, which I'm so excited for. I"ll be able to start getting into missionary mode, break into good eating, exercise and study habits and just generally work on myself. I'm so excited. Just thought you should know! I'll keep you updated on everything. About the move, classes, jobs...everything. Until then readers, peace

Merry Christmas!

Christmas in St. George

I love Christmastime. I love being able to shout it from the rooftops, to everyone I meet. I love the chill in the air, the spirit that touches the hearts of everyone you meet and the message this wonderful Christmas season. I love that everything is about Christ and I long for the spirit to be around all year. I thought that this Christmas would be really difficult to enjoy because of the events that have transpired the past few weeks, but I've been blessed with the flame burning in my heart. I love this gospel. Its my rock. Even though everything in my life is uncertain, I know that my Father in Heaven and His beloved son are there for me always, guiding and protecting me. I love them with all that I am. I only pray that I live they way they'd have me live.  Merry Christmas! Wise men seek him still.

It's Finally Here

Its true. After months of obstacle after obstacle, heartache, tears, frustration and tender mercies, I can finally take the greatly anticipated journey overseas. In less than two weeks,  I'm departing from the St. George airport to Salt Lake, then to JFK and then a long 16 hour flight to Heathrow. So, the next post will probably be a report back on how everything went. Until then friends, I love you! Thank you all for your support and encouragement to get me here. I'm excited for what is to come.

words poignant at the present moment

There Is a Power Greater Than Ours Posted: 22 Oct 2010 12:00 AM PDT "Recognize that there is a power greater than ours, that no matter how good a man is, he is not good enough, that no matter how wise he is, he is not wise enough, that no matter how strong he is, he is not strong enough for all of the things which he will face in life, and that there is a source of power to which he can go with the assurance that he will be listened to and that there will be a response."Gordon B. Hinckley, "The Message: Gifts to Bring Home from the Mission Field," New Era, Mar. 2007, 4

Drinking it in

Today I had the privilege of going to institute again. I went with Tasia and Teren to a class about Doctrines of the Gospel taught by Brother King. It was incredible. My soul suddenly became the world's largest sponge and sucked in every word I could. We learned about pre-mortal existence, our divinity,why we are here, trials and things to come, and the responsibility we have to become and remain righteous in these last days . I was able to see and hear things I never ever thought or considered before today. It was incredible. I love to feel the Spirit distill upon my soul. Right now, it feels like a blanket wrapped snuggly around my heart. After class we just sat there because none of us wanted to leave. We were able to register Teren for two institute classes. All of us will go at 11 o'clock every Monday through Thursday, until I leave. Also, we're planning on doing a study group from 9-10 pm on certain nights. Tonight is the first meeting, so we'll decide how many days we'd like to do it. I am just so excited to be immersed in the good things of this world and to be surrounded by such amazing people who inspire me to do so much better. I feel this is exactly what I need to start getting back into the swing of things again, the protection and battle armor I need to do the things that I need to.  Today I felt like Martha, sitting at the feet of Christ. Too often, I surround myself with things to keep me busy and get distracted from what is important in this life. So, by surrounding myself by those good things, it'll be easier not to neglect those things and create good habits. Here's hoping! Update: I am obviously still in the United States. We've been having some visa problems, but hopefully they'll be resolved soon and I'll leave immediately upon my receiving it. I'll keep you all informed. Until then, Ciao! and may God be with you.

THE BOYS ARE BACK!!!!

That's right folks. Approximately two years ago, I wrote about two of my best friends leaving on their missions. They were the first of my beloved friends to leave and serve the Lord, so I took it pretty hard. Teren and Tyson Christensen served faithfully and are returning to San Jorge THIS EVENING at approximately 9:17 and 10:50 pm!!! I can hardly contain my excitement!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHH!!! I'll be sure to tell you the det's later. I'm heading up to the airport in a couple minutes to meet them! :D Adios kids!

Hair Fiasco of the Century

Hello friends. So, I received a GIANT piece of humble pie today. I let my mother die my hair. Lets just say it didn't exactly take the way I anticipated. Actually, it looked like I dunked my head into a giant vat of maraschino cherries, then had demon babies eat all the cherries, throw them up on my head and forever burn the color on my once beautiful mane. Yes. It was THAT bad.  I have proof. Please. Feel free to laugh. hysterically.

SEE?!?!?

My mom said i looked like a crazed scottswoman in this hat

Need I say more? Awful. Absolutely Awful. 

So, after sending a pic to Te, we jumped in my car, braved Target and picked up heavy duty hair dye, about the same color of ink. However, in the process of fixing the disaster, we happened to run out of hair dye. Te went to grab some more, little did we know that time was not on our side. When she came back with hair dye in hand, it was already 3:30 and Te had to work at 4. I was supposed to meet my dad for a hair appointment at 4 as well, so we slathered on some more really fast, waited five minutes and rinsed it anyway. I got in my car and saw i still had big chunks of red left.I was not a happy camper. Not to mention, My dad wasn't at Paul Mitchell, so i drove home looking and feeling more and more like an emotional gothic teenager filled with angst. When I walked in, my brother looked at my hair, and basically told me that I looked like a prostitute with my new hair do. Aren't brothers the best thing in the world!?

Lying in wait for the remaining hair dye, looking hard core, Pic 2=not a happy camper

I am praying desperately for a miracle. I have a hair appointment at 7:30 tonight to try and fix this. I will post results. Comment. I want to hear your exasperated cries and laughs.