Sometimes I just get in these serious funks.
I find myself listening to the entire Cat Stevens discography and staring off at nothing. I crawl into my bed and vow not to come out until the next episode of Dance Moms.
Now, I know not all anxiety is created equal, but I have found some comfort in thoughts shared on the apostolic admonition to “be of good cheer.” Here are some thoughts on that vein, if you’ve felt in a funk lately.
“Even if you cannot always see that silver lining on your clouds, God can, for He is the very source of the light you seek. He does love you, and He knows your fears. He hears your prayers. He is your Heavenly Father, and surely He matches with His own the tears His children shed. In spite of this counsel, I know some of you do truly feel at sea, in the most frightening sense of that term. […] it is not without a recognition of life’s tempests but fully and directly because of them that I testify of God’s love and the Savior’s power to calm the storm. Always remember in that biblical story that He was out there on the water also, that He faced the worst of it right along with the newest and youngest and most fearful. Only one who h as fought against those ominous waves is justified in telling us—as well as the sea—to “be still.” Only one who has taken the full brunt of such adversity could ever be justified in telling us in such times to “be of good cheer.” Such counsel is not a jaunty pep talk about the power of positive thinking, though positive thinking is much needed in the world. No, Christ knows better than all others that the trials of life can be very deep and we are not shallow people if we struggle with them. But even as the Lord avoids sugary rhetoric, He rebukes faithlessness and He deplores pessimism. He expects us to believe!” – “An High Priest of Good Things to Come” by Elder Jeffrey R. Holland
“I love what Elder Orson F. Whitney once said: “The spirit of the gospel is optimistic; it trusts in God and looks on the bright side of things. The opposite or pessimistic spirit drags men down and away from God, looks on the dark side, murmurs, complains, and is slow to yield obedience.” We should honor the Savior’s declaration to “be of good cheer.” (Indeed, it seems to me we may be more guilty of breaking that commandment than almost any other!) Speak hopefully. Speak encouragingly, including about yourself. Try not to complain and moan incessantly. As someone once said, “Even in the golden age of civilization someone undoubtedly grumbled that everything looked too yellow.” –“The Tongue of Angels” by Elder Jeffrey R. Holland
“It was meant to be that life would be a challenge. To suffer some anxiety, some depression, some disappointment, even some failure is normal. Teach our members that if they have a good, miserable day once in a while, or several in a row, to stand steady and face them. Things will straighten out. There is great purpose in our struggle in life” (President Boyd K. Packer, “That All May Be Edified” , 94).
“[…]please understand that what you see and experience now is not what forever will be. You will not feel loneliness, sorrow, pain, or discouragement forever. We have the faithful promise of God that He will neither forget nor forsake those who incline their hearts to Him.21 Have hope and faith in that promise,” (President Dieter F. Utchdorf, “You Matter to Him“).
I know that the Lord grieves when we grieve, feels our sorrow, and gave up His own perfect life that He might know how to best comfort us in those times. For the month of September, I memorized 1st Chronicles 28:9:
“[…]for the Lord searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts: if thou seek him, he will be found of thee..”
How perfectly this illustrates that idea – in our times of sorrow, lonliness, and discouragement, we can also appeal to our Savior, and we will find Him. He knows us. He loves us.
Let’s all find reasons to rejoice.
Aaaand to end off this post, here’s this week’s Awkward and Awesome.
-Getting a haircut, which pretty much translates (in my life, anyway) to: “Go ahead! Cut it ALL off! Really. My last name is BALDwin!”
Girl in class: Hey, so how long did it take you to write that paper?
Kasee: Oh, hmm. You know, I’m not sure. I kinda did it in chunks.
Girl: Oh. You’re one of those.
-Still having the intense desire to see ParaNorman.
-Accidentally hanging up on someone…three times.
-Almost getting scammed (and made late to class) by an old lady in the Wilk’. Curse my old-people loving ways.
-Demanding to be served breakfast at Guru‘s at 11:10. No luck. No breakfast after 11?! YOU HEATHENS BREAKFAST KNOWS NO TIME LIMITS. My french toast needs must be fulfilled!
-Driving to Duchesne, Utah, for the mission farewell talk of my friend Alex. His talk was so wonderful, and it brought me so much joy just to reconnect with him. He’s going to be a great blessing to the people of Russia! The drive to Duchesne was INCREDIBLE (see bel0w) and it really gave me time alone to ponder, pray, and express gratitude for my many blessings. The least of which was surely this view:
– LOVING classes, despite the why-did-I-think-17-credits-was-a-good-idea load. Especially my writing class. I get to write about food. Best thing ever. Speaking of, I have a new fall post on the food blog – go look!
-Fall weather like this:
-BYU win against Hawaii. Back at it, Cougs!
-Awful Waffle breakfast with Amy. Best friend. United in general acceptance of misanthrope nature.
-Studying this devotional talk: “Jesus will one day rule the world. He will govern every principality and power in it. He will be King of kings and Lord of lords. But not this way. Indeed to arrive at the point at all, he has to follow a most inconvenient course. Nothing so simple as worshiping Satan or for that matter nothing so simple as worshiping God. At least not in the way some of us think worshiping is simple. His arrival at the throne of grace is to lead through travail and sorrow and sacrifice.” (Elder Holland, if you couldn’t tell, holds a special place in my heart.)
-Speaking of Elder Holland, General Conference is THIS upcoming weekend! Wahoo!