Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I guess, and I couldn’t quite overcome my sense that everything was a little bit off. I went to church, but staying was a constant battle, and I didn’t get a whole lot out of it.
Even though I was feeling off, and the talks and lessons weren’t really hitting home for me, I felt like I was accomplishing something by staying. I am of the firm conviction that going to church and reading scriptures and praying affects me in positive ways I can’t quite describe. Crumminess in life happens regardless, but when I find my ability to deal with life is crummy too, I can often trace it back to the fact that I’ve been slacking off on one or more of those details.
At that point, it’s hard to get back into the groove. I have to go through the motions for a while before they feel natural and good. But it’s worth it, because God’s holy word changes me for the better. I love to hear it, I love to read it, I love to share it, and I thank him for it. The best way I know to thank him for his word is to make use of it. So today, I stayed all the way through church, and I will read my scriptures and pray with real intent, instead of moving my eyes over a few verses before I go to sleep and mentally mumbling a few cliches. I hope you will, too.