At times my life seems to little heavy to handle and I start to crack. Last night I went to have dinner with some old friends. Sad thing is, I couldn't do it. I sat there for fourty five minutes unable to talk much. I didn't want anyone to ask me anything about my life because I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to sit and complain about it. I am sick of dealing with being underemployed for over 5 years. I am sick of the pressure of nursing school and I have another year to go. I would like everyone has who a primary calling to do their calling! I would like everything to be perfect and I would like to live without trials....I know, the life without trials thing will never happen.
I was sitting at the computer earlier today and the pressure hit and tears were falling down my face. Oh, and it was an ugly hot mess! My mascara was gone because it was all over my face. I was just thinking about the upcoming semester, the primary program, and Tom's business and I felt like I was in a pressure cooker and ready to burst! Then I prayed.
All I could get out was, "Heavenly Father, please just have someone call me right now. I know that I will sound like a blubbering idiot but a call would be nice." Truly, I wasn't expecting anything. Usually, I just put myself together and move on. Today was different. Not more than a minute passed and my friend Jen text me. She was with me the night before and could tell that I was having a hard night. Then she called. She let me complain on the phone. Then reminded me that everything was going to be okay.
So, without a doubt, I know that Heavenly Father hears our prayers. He may not answer them all the time right away. However, today was different. He answered my prayer through someone else. I will always be grateful for the power of prayer and watching my prayer be answered right before my eyes. I am truly grateful for my
Father in Heaven.
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