works in amazing ways. He's knows exactly what to do and he knows exactly when to do it. So, although things may not seem to be sailing peacefully in the deep blue sea of your life. The Storm can't last forever after rain there is always sunshine. Unless you live in Seattle, of course. The lord has set up a time clock for our lives. I think I've almost figured out the ways of heavenly father. Things might not clear up right away. They clear up just in time, in time for you to appreciate your life and all the small things in it. And He loves us so much, Heavenly father's love is unmeasurable, I witnessed the love he has for me on Sunday. The ways of the lord are grand.
Last Sunday,
I went to the Bishop's office. My Birthday is coming up and the greatest dream and accomplishment that I would like to complete is to visit one of the lords magnificent, grand, and white temple's. Words can't describe the happiness and excitement that fills my heart. In the Bishop's office I sat down and prepared my mind and heart for a temple recommend.
And the questions began...
What is a Patriarchal Blessing?
so I thought... Hmmm
It's a blessing one receives at he age of 18 or older concerning their future along the lines of the gospel....
I was beyond nervousness and the the bishop cleared up that one receives it when they have a reached a certain level of maturity.
Second question: Are you worthy of receiving a Patriarchal blessing?
I was like "yeah!" :)
Tithing....? Almost payed in full!
Law of Chasity. We already know I've got that down :D
Word of Wisdom: YUHHH!
And then the Bishop followed up by telling me that I had to call the Patriarchal guy Tom several times, he usually doesn't pick up his phone on the first call. And with this, he ends by saying "alright, you're set for your blessing."
I kind of just sat there in amazement.
I looked at the Bishop, and said " Did you do this on purpose?"
The bishop was confused and I told him I was there for a temple recommend... I needed a temple recommend. I was like: "I'm not ready for a patriarchal blessing." The Bishop was concerned at this point. He said: "Wait, you aren't ready then? As if I had answered the questions untruthfully. I took a long pause and thought...
"I'm ready"
I was born ready. Receiving this blessing was certainly on my to do list. I told the Bishop, " You know, maybe I will have it."
He said, " You certainly will, you are more than ready Lizbeth."
He than followed up by saying, the Lord has His ways...
I sat there in Awe. It was that simple. Soon I'd be in a chair with a patriarch and his hands sitting over my head. I was beyond excited. The bishop then followed up by giving me the Recommend I originally needed.
The series of things that happened afterwards can be described as happy sobs and smiles that reach from one end to the other on my long and narrow face. Kind of like my reaction after I was baptized, kind of like my reaction when I won third place at state championships with the Mighty Lancer Band, kind of like the very first time the missionaries had asked my to get baptized almost 1 year and 5 months ago. I couldn't believe it. I Lizbeth Garcia, was finally receiving my patriarchal blessing.
September 24, 2012
Repentance, Fogiveness, Eternity.
It was a usual Sunday at church, except for some reason everything had been pointing in my direction I realized I had made some mistakes.
To begin with, there's a new Young man in our Ward. When you don't know someone it's easy to get caught up in the moment. Not knowing a single thing about that person or their personal life. Judgment takes over...
I thought of every false and negative thing you can think of towards this young boy. And on Sunday of course there he stood before me, he gave a talk on goals. With every word he said, it's as if he opened up like a flower. The flower started to blossom, and I had truly seen the things he was going through. He had a difficulty talking about his family. He had moved here recently from Utah and is going to school down here in Florida. There I was quick to judge him. I regret my actions so badly. The guilt was eating me up as he spoke about how hard it was living away so far from home. He had no choice but to break down. Never did I stop to think that he was alone, miles away from home. I never cut him any slack. I was quick to judge, knowing that it wasn't even my place do so. The atonement of Jesus Christ has offered me the opportunity to repent of my sins, and you bet that right then and there I repented. I felt so guilty I hadn't realized that it must of been really hard for him living so far away from his relatives and loved ones. I am so sorry. It's never too late to restart and to change. So changing my ways begin...
and will continue on from this point.
I'm going to try my best to not judge others and not let a single negative thought spill into the neurons of my brain. If one does happen to get through, I will sprinkle it with only pure and positive thoughts, and maybe just maybe I can be filled with the pure love of my savior Jesus Christ.
To begin with, there's a new Young man in our Ward. When you don't know someone it's easy to get caught up in the moment. Not knowing a single thing about that person or their personal life. Judgment takes over...
I thought of every false and negative thing you can think of towards this young boy. And on Sunday of course there he stood before me, he gave a talk on goals. With every word he said, it's as if he opened up like a flower. The flower started to blossom, and I had truly seen the things he was going through. He had a difficulty talking about his family. He had moved here recently from Utah and is going to school down here in Florida. There I was quick to judge him. I regret my actions so badly. The guilt was eating me up as he spoke about how hard it was living away so far from home. He had no choice but to break down. Never did I stop to think that he was alone, miles away from home. I never cut him any slack. I was quick to judge, knowing that it wasn't even my place do so. The atonement of Jesus Christ has offered me the opportunity to repent of my sins, and you bet that right then and there I repented. I felt so guilty I hadn't realized that it must of been really hard for him living so far away from his relatives and loved ones. I am so sorry. It's never too late to restart and to change. So changing my ways begin...
and will continue on from this point.
I'm going to try my best to not judge others and not let a single negative thought spill into the neurons of my brain. If one does happen to get through, I will sprinkle it with only pure and positive thoughts, and maybe just maybe I can be filled with the pure love of my savior Jesus Christ.
September 7, 2012
You know you work in the stock room at Ross when...
- Your arm is used as a hanger rack
- You have cuts all over your arms and fingers
- You can find the size to a shoe in under 3 seconds
- You have back problems
- You consider yourself a weight lifter
- You carry a knife around your waist wherever you go
- You laugh when you hear "stock room to the stock team!"
- You become the hulk when you break open a box
- You know how to categorize clothes just by giving it a 2 second stare
- You know a 10 minute recovery isn't just ONE ten minute recovery
- You throw a fit when they call you up at the register
- You work as a team with your stock room niggahs! <3
- You have cuts all over your arms and fingers
- You can find the size to a shoe in under 3 seconds
- You have back problems
- You consider yourself a weight lifter
- You carry a knife around your waist wherever you go
- You laugh when you hear "stock room to the stock team!"
- You become the hulk when you break open a box
- You know how to categorize clothes just by giving it a 2 second stare
- You know a 10 minute recovery isn't just ONE ten minute recovery
- You throw a fit when they call you up at the register
- You work as a team with your stock room niggahs! <3
BAD LUCK? a curse?
So Yesterday wasn't really what you can call one of the best days of my life. I guess when life's going well, something bad has got to go into the mix. Or something like that. Anyways It was Monday, Labor Day and I had been wanting to go to the beach since Last Saturday when Isac decided to come into town. I woke up pretty early according to my watch and the hours that I love to sleep at, I putting on my bathing suit, grabbed some books, towels, blankets, and my uno cards. I was on my way to pick up my Best Friend Yanet and BAM. I had was came to be my very FIRST car accident. I was absolutely shocked! You see, what had happened wusssss:
Here I am driving like a normal human being, and because I'm a human being and I'm not perfect I was on the phone with Brianna. But this didn't impair my driving skills, oh no! Infront of me was a small truck who was turning with out their turning signals on of course, So anyways I stop at the light and about maybe a second goes by and someone lady rear ends me. But the impact was LOUD. I remember throwing my phone, it fell on the back seat of the car, my graduation cord that hangs on the rear view mirror in my car was now laying on top of the mirror, my pass along card that sits on the left corner right next to me infront of my cars windshield wipers with heavenly father on it fell on the groud, and well I was in complete shock. I started waving my arms around at the woman who had rear ended me! I was SO mad. but I stopped. Because getting mad would only make matters worse. By now, I had gotten out of the car and Michelle, that was her name was trying to get out of hers. She was young, wearing sunglasses and a t-shirt and shorts. She lived in Gainsville, according to her Gators license plate. Anyways, I was shaking. I was in shock. I didn't need another body part on my car that wasn't red. My mom's 2005 Toyota Corola is now black and red. So much for black and yellow! Anyways, some asian cop came to our rescue! I left the scene in 2 hours. And as for the beach..... I wetn with Yanet. My bumper is still attached. If you're wondering...
Here I am driving like a normal human being, and because I'm a human being and I'm not perfect I was on the phone with Brianna. But this didn't impair my driving skills, oh no! Infront of me was a small truck who was turning with out their turning signals on of course, So anyways I stop at the light and about maybe a second goes by and someone lady rear ends me. But the impact was LOUD. I remember throwing my phone, it fell on the back seat of the car, my graduation cord that hangs on the rear view mirror in my car was now laying on top of the mirror, my pass along card that sits on the left corner right next to me infront of my cars windshield wipers with heavenly father on it fell on the groud, and well I was in complete shock. I started waving my arms around at the woman who had rear ended me! I was SO mad. but I stopped. Because getting mad would only make matters worse. By now, I had gotten out of the car and Michelle, that was her name was trying to get out of hers. She was young, wearing sunglasses and a t-shirt and shorts. She lived in Gainsville, according to her Gators license plate. Anyways, I was shaking. I was in shock. I didn't need another body part on my car that wasn't red. My mom's 2005 Toyota Corola is now black and red. So much for black and yellow! Anyways, some asian cop came to our rescue! I left the scene in 2 hours. And as for the beach..... I wetn with Yanet. My bumper is still attached. If you're wondering...
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