This week, my life fell apart almost completely. Everything fell to bits. So here I am, writing you to tell you about the worst week of my life. (And not to complain and whine about it. I promise there is a purpose behind writing all of this.)
Firstly, I had to say goodbye to a fantastic friend of mine. He was going into the MTC, which makes it a happy thing, but I will not see him for two years, which makes it a sad thing. He is one of my closest guy friends, and I am going to miss him like crazy. It was a hard way to start the week.
BUT THEN
While on my way to teach mutual in my home ward this past Wednesday, I was not paying enough attention and rear ended the van in front of me. Both of my air bags exploded, providing me with some very colorful scrapes, bruises, and burns, but the other driver and I were otherwise unharmed. Alonso, on the other hand, did not come out alive. With both airbags exploding and damage to his front, it’s extremely unlikely the insurance company will choose to save him. In just a couple moments, the car that I adore was undriveable.
BUT THEN
came the terribly awkward date. I’ll spare you the itty-bitty details, but it was probably the most awkward date I have ever been on. You know there is something wrong with a guy when he is 28 years old and still has over a year until he finishes his undergrad degree. Not the best way to make a first impression.
BUT THEN
On Saturday, I thought that my week couldn’t get any worse. I decided to jam out to some music while getting ready for Kaitlin to come over and try to cheer me up. My phone was resting on the speaker, but soon, I heard a strange clatter and my music shut off. Thinking my speaker was being finicky, I looked to find my iPhone had jumped off of the sink and landed in the open toilet. I had to fish it out, while trying not to swear. I believe I succeeded in the not swearing, which is considered a massive victory of self-control on my part.
So, as of this moment, my phone is buried in rice, my car is awaiting a death sentence in a tow yard, and my dating life is a big vast toxic wasteland of nothing.
I am so blessed.
And I seriously mean that. Because every time I have gotten a challenge this week, Heavenly Father has also given me exactly what I need to deal with it. Miraculously, Puff was driving by right as I had my accident, and she was able to sit with me and calm me down while I filled out my paperwork. My date may have been painfully awkward, but laughing about it with my roommates brought us closer than we have ever been. As for my phone… Well, I’m still looking for the good in that one, but I haven’t been nearly as upset about it as I could have been. I realize that things are just things and who I am is way more important than what I have.
My Heavenly Father loves me, and He has been watching out for me every second of this week. He knows that everything this week has not been easy, and I’m hoping that means He is planning to give me an easier time next week. But if not, He will give me the tools to deal with it.
Everyone gets challenges in their life. Challenges that are specific to them and to their needs. But everyone also gets talents. Talents that are specific to them and to their challenges. Everything you go through, Heavenly Father has given you what you need to get through that. I don’t know if you needed to hear that, but I know that Heavenly Father has a very special mission planned for you. Your challenges and your victories are all set before you, and Heavenly Father with help you through every single one of them.
You are EXACTLY when Heavenly Father wants you to be. He knows EXACTLY where you are and will work out EXACTLY the plan to get you where you need to be. He knows everything, from the biggest disasters to the smallest details. He's got you covered.
So I don't know about you, but I'm going to look back on this past week and smile. Because Heavenly Father has got something great coming for me.
