Finding Strength

Have you ever had those days where you just don't know how you do it?  Today was one of those days. I was beat.  Run through.  Done it.  And then to top it all off, I felt cruddy.  Well, not all day, just at the end of the day when people needed me most.  And then when I had to focus in class.

And right when I was feeling this uddy-cruddy-yucky-gross-wanttopassoutsoIdon'thavetofeelthisway feeling (I know, I am so complex), I remembered something my professor said this morning.  She was talking about her sister who went through so much worse things than I (hopefully) will ever go through.  Anyway, my professor said something that really stuck out to me.  "Often we aren't healed.  But we are strengthened.  We can’t give up...we have to look for the moments where we are strengthened, where the Savior fills in the gaps where we are weak, where he makes up the difference."

Now, this is taken from my class notes, people, so don't judge because it isn't a complete sentence.  It is a thought and inspiration all rolled into one.

Really, though.  We often aren't healed.  But we are strengthened.  And so, as I sat there wanting to be healed, I realized that that wasn't what I needed.  Because, in a round about way, I need this trial and I am grateful for it.  What I needed was to be strengthened.  And I was.  And I recognized the strength when it came because I was looking for it.

So that is my challenge to you.  Look for the moments not only when you are healed, but when you are strengthened as well.