One Million... and Twenty

Co-Worker – (Said to me, in reference to another co-worker who is probably 45 years old, married with 4 kids) “He is good looking. Solid testimony.” *wink* *wink*




Me – (Completely indignant) “He’s like 45 years old! And he’s married!”


Co-worker – “I just think you’re being a little too picky. What’s 20 years in the scheme of things? You think people in the Celestial Kingdom are going to be like “”Wow, she is a million years old and he’s a million and twenty years old. That’s a big age gap!”” No, they aren’t! So just stop limiting your prospects!”


Duly noted. Thanks, Dave, for being so helpful in my dating life. With this new outlook, I minds well go husband shopping at the Retirement Home.


Love,


Brittney

Today I Choose To Be Happy

I thought I was having a bad day, until I realized…

I woke up this morning in a comfy bed, in a room filled with my things that I love.

I woke up with the knowledge that I am a Daughter of God and He loves me.

I was craving Jamba Juice – so I went and got one for breakfast on my way to work, because I can afford it and have a car that is reliable.

I went to work – because I have a job. A good job I love. A job with co-workers who make me feel like a million bucks every day. A job that pays me well, so I don’t need to live paycheck to paycheck.

During work I listened to Pandora – because I have a good phone that allows me to stream Internet radio. I listened to a couple of conference talks, because God loves me enough to call Prophets and Apostles to teach me, support me and strengthen me.

After work I went to Tae Kwon Do, which I LOVE!  I saw my Tae Kwon Do friends, got cheered on, got some fist bumps and was pushed to the limit. I can go because I have a healthy body that can do miraculous things, and because I am lucky enough to be able to afford it.

Then I met a dear friend and we drank Jamba Juices (Again! What a good day for me!) and sat outside in the beautiful mountainous Utah talking for over an hour. Because I have the time to spend nourishing friendships, and because I live in a country where there is no war, famine or other life altering hardships.

I’m again sitting in my room, streaming Pandora, typing on a lovely Mac in the safety and comfort of the place I live.

Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and have the pleasure of driving Tim downtown, where I’ll get to work in the Church Office Building, across from the Temple, where members of the 70 are rampant, and the 12 working across the beautiful flower patch in their own special building. I’ll get to walk in the beautiful flowers that are kept so well in Temple Square.

I’ll get to meet an old friend (she’s not old! Our friendship is old! Don’t worry Alison, we’re still young!) for lunch at one of my favorite places to eat, Kneaders.

Yeah, life is overwhelming sometimes, and I still have things that are less than perfect in this little life of mine. But all things considered, I’m doing just fine. Tomorrow the sun will rise and shine, I’ll make the decision to be happy or to let things overwhelm me. It’s my day, my path, my decision. 

I'm choosing to face each day with courage and prayer. It's still hard sometimes - oh goodness sometimes it's really hard! But I'm one flower away from a bigger smile, one conversation away from being more understanding, one prayer away from being more like Christ, one service project away from being less selfless. I'm one heartbeat away from experiencing deeper love. I'm one smile away from a new friend. I'm one tear away from less sin. I'm one hard time away from something incredible and miraculous.

Protection in Pakistan

I AM GOING TO PAKISTAN! I can't hardly wait! My bestest friend in the entire world is getting married the week of July 9th, 2012.

I am so excited and thrilled that I got a Visa. Visas to Pakistan are hard to come by these days, especially for a white Christian girl. I am so grateful that I get the opportunity to take 2 weeks off of work, and spend 2 weeks with Samar. One week before her wedding (in which she wants to skydive. She wants to skydive with me. I want to not skydive. I have a feeling I won't be winning this argument, and if I don't die from skydiving itself, I'll die from fright. Or as I told Samar, I'll pee over the entire Emirate. The whole way down) and then the week of the wedding. She's getting all my clothes made, and I am just so excited about the whole thing. More than anything, I can't wait to just spent time with her, and be there for her at this special time in her life.

I'm taking Tae Kwon Do (which will be another post entirely, I am so behind in posts) and Samar mentioned this to her mom. Samar told me today that Ami thought I was taking Tae Kwon Do to protect myself when I come to Pakistan.

She said,

"I hope Brittney knows... Tae kwon Do won't save her in Pakistan... they have guns."

HAHAHA. I died. I laughed so hard. That is the funniest thing I've heard all day long. It's pretty bad (uh, insulting? Embarrassing?) that Ami knows me well, and thinks I'd be insane enough to take Tae Kwon Do to protect myself in Pakistan. HAHAHA.