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Believe in Yourself

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 *a continuation from the last post*

I love when my past self helps my current self

Also, remember that time I used to write poems?

Any way, the issue is with my past self, my current self and my future self.
I think that's a little too much self
AND THERE IN LIES THE PROBLEM. 


I do want to be better for everyone else, but I think my pride wants to be perfect for the sake of self confidence. I think I'm looking at it in the wrong way. ya think? It's SO hard not to poke at the holes and want to fill them thinking "If I ignore them, who will fix them?" I think we get the answers over and over again without really understanding their power: Immerse yourself in the scriptures. Come to understand Christ. Serve others. Get off your butt and do what has been commanded, such as take care of your body, attend the temple, fulfill your callings, create a spiritual home, seek knowledge, love your spouse, your children, & try and try again! And even when we don't know it, we'll change. Good things change us. I'll still be me, but a better me. We can't look down the road and become intimidated by time. We can't look at the present and feel hopeless for what we can't see. We can't look at the past and think "fail." None of that matters. You know you are living, right? So just keep trying, in the best way you know how. 


You are always loved.
Who cares about what we can and cannot do,
what we have and haven't done.
Defy everything and just do good things.
Christ can help anyone do anything they didn't think they could do.
Don't deny yourself good things
because you're worried. scared. or intimidated.


A wonderful quote I took from Naomi's blog post today:
“People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long course of rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars: and they pass by themselves without wondering."
-St. Augustine
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