So, in December 2013, my shoulder was finally repaired after my life-altering injury. I was off work while recovering...fighting to get enough short-term disability to recover properly. I had to go back to work a short 2 months after my surgery. My shift had been changed, I was still staring at a screen. and still in a funk. Because of scheduling issues, I had been working either Saturday nights, getting home shortly before church started and EXHAUSTED or Sundays. It had been MONTHS since I had gone to church. My good friend (to remain nameless) and I were each other's therapists at this point in our lives because a) we were both on the edge of going postal and b) we were so broke and working so much we couldn't get to/afford an actual therapist. It's amazing how God puts what we need in life exactly where and when we need it. I was over at Courtney's for dinner (a regular event). She had told me how awesome the sister missionaries were in her ward. Then a knock on her door...and I thought "it would be hilarious if it were the missionaries". AND IT WAS. They had found me. Then Courtney told them about my lack of church attendance and they called me to repentance (not really, but kind of). They asked to share a message, then shared the following two Mormon Messages...both of which I had watched a LOT in the several weeks prior:
This one I watched for the first time in the MTC when it was released...and bawled because it was just what I needed to hear
https://youtu.be/coef8G5ax6E
Followed by this one that was how I felt at the time...just hoping something good was coming:
https://youtu.be/8nczw6xHJ0I
Okay, so I needed to get back to church...and luckily I was able to for a few Sundays anyways, then the sister missionaries started asking me to go to appointments with them/give them rides. I did...and it was GREAT...whenever I had time, which was limited with my crazy schedule. I LOVED serving them. It made work and school somewhat tolerable. I was HAPPY again.
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