Today’s Reading: Mosiah 21: 1-29
14 And they did humble themselves even in the depths of humility; and they did cry mightily to God; yea, even all the day long did they cry unto their God that he would deliver them out of their afflictions.
When I read this verse, it reminds me of one time in my life when I really did have to humble myself and cry mightly to God.
I was 20. I was working. I was sort of dating a guy. I was not happy. I felt anxious all the time. I was altogether focusing far to much on the material and worldly things and not enough on myself and the Lord.
I started getting sick. A lot. I was in so much pain every time I ate. I was losing some serious weight. The doctors couldn’t figure out what going on. Then some friends tore into me and left me high and dry and friendless when I felt like I needed friends the most. Finally my car, which brought me some freedom after a move my senior year, was almost beyond repair. I felt like everyone and everything was abandoning me and I was hitting rock bottom.
I don’t recall a specific moment of kneeling in prayer and turning to the Lord for help. But I do remember saying to myself and Heavenly Father, “I’m done! I’m done with boys. I’m done with my friends. I’m done with everything! It’s time to focus on myself and the gospel and figure out who I am.”
I remember reading my scriptures more. I remember marking up the Conference issues of the Ensign to no end. I remember delving deeper into my Institute classes. And I especially remember attending the temple and feeling like I was being delivered out of my afflictions.
To this day I still remember the peaceful feelings I felt in the temple that day and the foggy haze being lifted from my view. As we were all gathered by the baptismal font getting ready to leave, a peace washed over me and I knew I was becoming the woman I was intended to become. I was able to face my struggles head on.
After all the afflictions I had gone through that summer, that trip to the Temple brought me to my future. I spent the ride to and from the Temple sitting next to my future husband and I didn’t even know it. I had to ‘hit rock bottom’ in my world in order for me to become humble enough for the Lord to open my eyes to my future husband.
Though our struggles may be long and hard, let us endure them well so we can continue along our path and become who are intended to be.
Megan is a wife, mother, and daughter of Heavenly Father who loves cooking, working out, photography and being a stay-at-home-mom!