Depression vs Being Sad
8 years ago
Monday, April 6, 2009
My Stalker
I've decided that I have a stalker and his name is God. It seems like ever since I went to visit my sister Lauren about a month ago when she went to the Temple for the first time, there has been at least one sign a week from him. Mainly in the form of missionaries. I see them everywhere lately. Walking down the street by my work as I drive home at night. Knocking on my friend Heather's door when I'm there visiting. Even today when I was at the park at lunch time there was a group of them playing volleyball or something. There's been other things here and there, an article in USA Today, a newsletter from the Everett First Ward Relief Society, so on and so on; but the main focal point has been missionaries. I told Heavenly Father a while ago that when I was ready I would sit down with the Elders and take the discussions. I decided that when I was ready they would magically show up at my house. I guess Heavenly Father is letting me know that it's almost time or something...
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6 comments:
There is no escaping God's eye. :) Cute post.
Well at least it's a good stalker right? When I read you post title, I was a little scarred! :)
the girls at playgroup told me about your post. how did i not know you had a blog? well, i've got it now.
yes, cute post.
we'll see you tonight :)
I know we already talked about this, but yes it is truly crazy once you realize God is sending you a personal message...something special just for you!
So, does this mean I have permission to send the missionaries to your house? =)
I wish it were Halloween and I would dress up like one and show up on your doorstep. But then again...what if you asked me a question!?!? I wouldn't know any of the answers!
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