Brief update because I'm at work and should be doing something productive:
This week was insane! Finals were last Friday until Wednesday, but I finished my last one on Tuesday evening. My roommate is getting married tomorrow and I'm moving into her room and a new girl is moving into my old room. Don't worry, all the moving happened today. I worked from 8-11 this morning, went home and shoved all my crap into my sister's room, cleaned out the bathroom and then cleaned the bathroom and my bedroom, and now I'm back at work from 2-5. I must say that this is the most boring part of the day. I would much rather be home in comfortable clothes sleeping, or vegging out in front of the TV. School starts again on Monday and I learned I have to have the first two chapters for the text read. I have a class for 9 days, three hours each day. That is insane. And I have a final paper for the class due in July after I do my Study Abroad. That will be fun.
I've been spending entirely too much time with the boy. We dropped the L-bomb, which when I think about it too much I freak out a little because it was all so fast, but at the same time it's wonderful and great and then I think about how he's leaving next Saturday and I get very sad. He doesn't really let me talk about my feelings on him leaving but makes me focus on the time that we do have together. I suppose that is good. But at the same time frustrating. I don't know what is going to happen between us. So many things are ahead of both of us and we are just so completely different I don't really know how our lives collided the way that they did. But, it's fabulous and great and I am so grateful that I have been blessed with the experience, as my dearest muddy buddy would say. Today is a good day.
Amidst all the craziness, I was informed of some very troubling news from home. I guess that my whole ward (that's church congregation for all ya'll who aren't LDS) is basically gone apostate. My heart is just heavy with the thought that good friends of our family of many years have suddenly decided that Joseph Smith was not a prophet after all. I was speaking with my mom about it and my heart just ached. If Joseph Smith wasn't a prophet, then there are no temple ordinances, including temple marriage which all of these people have partaken of. If Joseph Smith wasn't a prophet, the Book of Mormon is not true. If Joseph Smith wasn't a prophet, the Priesthood keys have not been restored. If Joseph Smith wasn't a prophet, I am wasting my time. I'm not wasting my time. The Priesthood keys have been restored because I have seen the effects of it's righteous use. The Book of Mormon is true because no false book could bring so many to Jesus Christ. The temple ordinances have a divine purpose, and I am so grateful for eternal families. Joseph Smith was a prophet. I can't deny that and I don't know how anyone could who has partaken of any thing that he has brought about can.
I guess that wasn't such a short update afterall, and I hope no one minds that I practically bore my testimony in a blog. Maybe someone will benefit from the experience.
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