Urban Poly Princess

29 And when Ammon did meet them he was exceedingly sorrowful, for behold they were naked, and their skins were worn exceedingly because of being bound with strong cords. And they also had suffered hunger, thirst, and all kinds of afflictions; nevertheless they were patient in all their sufferings.

 30 And, as it happened, it was their lot to have fallen into the hands of a more hardened and a more stiffnecked people; therefore they would not hearken unto their words, and they had cast them out, and had smitten them, and had driven them from house to house, and from place to place, even until they had arrived in the land of Middoni; and there they were taken and cast into prison, and bound with strong cords, and kept in prison for many days, and were delivered by Lamoni and Ammon.

I'm always envious of the missionaries who lived in the Book of Mormon times BUUUT I can definitely deal with NOT being bound, cast into a primitive prison, being smitten or beat up physically, being hungry, thirsty and suffering "all kinds of afflictions" - NEVERTHELESS they were patient in all their sufferings. I'm not patient in my tiny little sufferings. 

Logan isn't as bad as I keep making it seem. It doesn't have stores or nice restaurants, things close early, I don't actually live on a farm although I call the entire valley one big farm. Curtis REALLY lives and was raised on a farm. I was raised for a portion of my life in Tonga, a 3rd-world country. Cache Valley should be nothing. IT"S NOT. 

Sometimes with the way I complain - very Laman and Lemuel-like - no one would know I work for a beautiful school and have had EVERY Friday off for the past 4 years. I like my kitchen although I want a gas stove. I have a nice apartment and 2 bedrooms and enough closet space finally for my clothes AND shoe collection. I am very blessed. I need to realize that and recognize that more.

Working in the temple has been the best. Would I have tried as hard as I did to do this if I lived in Salt Lake City now? I'm grateful there are temples everywhere. Living here has forced me to associate with people I never would've done in any other circumstance. It many ways this has been good for me. 

I have had to get to know other people because my family all over Salt Lake Valley and Utah Valley have made it so I never had to expand my vision and meet any other type of people there. Here I choose who I spend my time with and I consciously choose who I spend time with and exactly what I will spend my time doing. 

I looove my job but the challenge is gone. I need to begin my real estate part time career. I didn't get my license for nothing although with all the fees associated with it, it feels that way. How blessed was I that my former director let me take Real Estate licensing classes that required me to leave work early Mondays and Wednesdays from last year August to December. Classes were from 6-9:45. That was a special kind of hell, to work ALL day and then to sit in class forever. I don't know how I did it or how I made it.

I've already spent over a thousand dollars on that damn class and taking my license test, getting my license and THEN I find out about all the fees associated with even working and having a broker in the first place. 

BUT today is the Lord's day, the Sabbath day and it is a time for me to reflect on and plan to magnify my calling as a ward missionary. I looove the gospel. ANYTHING good in my life can be traced back to my Savior and my Heavenly Father's perfect plan of happiness.