In the last few days, my life has been drastically altered. I wanted to write the story in one big post, but I realized that just was not possible. So, one dat at a time I am going to back up and tell of the experiences that I had that led to one big, fast moment.
September 13, 2012. Exactly one week before my 19th Birthday. What a great day it was! My roommate, Shaylie, and I had played our first intramural football game. I was mad that we lost, but all was well because I knew that, that night, I would be going to the Temple for the first time in three weeks--it was the first time in two years that I had gone that long without doing baptisms, and I was definitely feeling a hole. As Jake and I drove down to St.George, we listened to songs from some of our favorite bands and talked about how excited we were for an upcoming concert we would be attending. I was still scared of the freeway, so I was making Jake drive. We called our friends to tell them that we were getting close so that we could meet them there. I was incredibly excited because our friend Eric Hall who was just a week away from leaving on a mission was going to baptize us. Jake and I met Kyle, Eric, Whitni, and Jandee in front of the Temple and we all went inside together. I got to be the first person Ric ever baptized.
I was the first person out of the locker rooms and sat in the waiting area alone for quite awhile. I began reflecting on life--especially the events that brought me to Cedar City. Despite everything that had happened, I still had doubts about whether or not I had made the right choice. I mean, I had loved it so far, but there were still so many things I didn't understand. I was trying to look ahead and figure out where my life was headed. As I pondered this, the Spirit spoke to me with indescribible clarity. It told me that I am on the right path right now and to accept that for now instead of trying to look into the future. It told me not to plan so far ahead and that the Lord would lead, guide, and hold me.
The boys shortly joined me in the waiting room, and the girls eventually came out as well. We met up with family and more friends at Yogurtland. Jake made me drive home and I was scared to death, but ended up only needing his help once or twice. Just before I went to bed that night, I realized that I wanted to remember those promptings, but being too lazy to write anything down, I just typed them in a quick note on my phone. Little did I know that they would all make sense soon...
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