Prognosis

It is 10:30 AM, I am at work and my body aches and my mind is cloudy. I have been working since 11 pm yesterday and won't get off until 5pm today. I guess large amounts of working hours in a short period of time comes with the two job thing. As soon as I get off I plan on sleeping until the end of time, and the only social encounters I have had in the last couple days, have been the the BYUSA receptionist and 10 adolescent girls that smell like... urine,cheerios and deodorant.. Oh and did I tell you they call me "McDemon." The only thing in my stomach is large amounts of caffeine and marshmallows AND there is something SERIOUSLY wrong with me...

Diagnosis: Lack of balance in my life.

And I am not saying there is a correlation to my condition and being a recently returned missionary. Because whether or not you are an RM, teenager, 80 year old grandpa, stressed out dad, working mom... Finding balance is something we all struggle with. My new symptom however is that I am constantly thinking about it. Balance, or lack of it. And I think that is RM related. I am always asking myself, "Is my life balanced?" "Is my life balanced?" Is my life balanced?.' I am like the little engine that could, in a therapy session. And I am not sure why this question has become an obsessive priority. On many levels, asking myself this question a hundred times a day seems unnatural, but on the other hand it feels very right, and frankly very essential.

So the question I leave with you is: Is there a cure? Do i need it? And can someone please write me a prescription!


Did I mention I spent my graveyard shift watching 5 episodes of House?

Whether or not my prognosis is correct, I shall go on! It is finally summertime in Provo and the air smells wonderful; I am happy, healthy and God is near! I must trust in Him, follow His guidence and remember His course is forever one eternal round.

"For God doth not walk in crooked paths, neither doth he turn to the right hand nor to the left, neither doth he vary from that which he hath said, therefore his paths are straight, and his course is one eternal round." D&C 3:2

540 Days and 5 Months

After serving a Mormon mission for 540 days. And coming up to my 5 month anniversary of returning from that mission, I am still desperately trying to figure out life! And figure out why coming home was so hard. Only about (an this is an estimate) a billion times harder than leaving for the field of miracles, strict schedules, and a little mission flub. So I have decided to write my thoughts down and create solace amongst this time of faith, learning and prayer.

However I did recently read a quote from Elder Worthlin, (in whom my boss is his grandson) and he said that in life we need to not only believe in faith but to live it.

So that is my goal: To live in Faith. I taught it for 18 months, it should be easy right? Time and this blog will tell I guess!

New York Rochester Mission
July 2008-January 2010