Sunday post

Have you ever felt like you should do something even though you have no idea why or what you're going to do with it? I'm not sure why, but I felt like I should write something.
It doesn't really make sense, because I'm not sure that I have anything really constructive to write about. Simply put, I've had a miserable week. It's had everything from intense moments of absolute uncertainly to a letdown that left me feeling numb. Unfortunately at times the ways that I handled things was less than admirable, and I regret that. The only thing that has gotten me through everything is knowing for certain that everything will work out for good, because it always does. I admit that sometimes I feel myself straining to be positive, but inside I know that I have a good, blessed life. God has indeed been very good to me and I can never deny that.
Somebody said that prayers are not always answered right away, or that petitioning the Lord for comfort is good but that it may not always be given in the very moment. I disagree with that. I can't say that this week I have had the "warm fuzzies" when I ask, but I do always have the assurance that, no matter what happens, I can learn from it and look back in the future (maybe in the distant future) and remember how I grew from it. In that sense then I believe that God always answers prayers right away. In fact, for some situations that may be the only answer to your prayer. I feel like in so many situations the Lord gives us enough to get by, and then says "Trust me." Then you have to do it.
When I say that I have a good blessed life, I really do mean it. In some ways I am weirdly blessed. Most people say they are grateful for a roof over their heads. Because of that extra contract, I've got two. I have four places that I can call home, and dear family and friends in every single one of them. Mostly though I am grateful for those who live close to me here, who somehow always have the right thing to say and something to do when I need it. I sincerely believe that I attend the greatest school on earth. I really don't have much, but I have what I need to get by (in this paragraph I hope that my gratitude will land me a car) and that is enough. I also feel like my thoughts are starting to come together about my career. I could go on, but it's enough to say that in every aspect of my life, I have everything that I need and much more for me to be happy.
Most of all, I love the church. It's everything to me. Whenever I need to make a decision that appears ambiguous, there is always some standard in the church that winds up being the bottom line. This church has influenced everything that I am and everything I do. There were past times when I seriously considered leaving the church for various reasons, but I never could feel good about leaving what I knew was right. Imagine: What is life without the Plan of Salvation? Where would I be without the structure of the commandments? How can you run away from The Book of Mormon? I can't, because it's all true, it just is. I can't explain why half the time, but it's just right. It's all part of my connection with my Heavenly Father. After what I have seen and done I cannot deny it nor can I run away from it. Instead, one day I chose to face it and become it, and my life has never been the same since.
Oh and by the way I have awesome roommates. Almost right away we just gelled, and we've been having a great time. I sure loved my old roommates, but we just didn't have that buddy connection only because we were all in different phases of our lives. But now, our apartment has become the bachelor pad. I love it. For not knowing each other before we sure get along well.
Anyways...the point? No idea. All I know is that I can't wait for everything in my life to calm itself down, but until then I do know what will get me through it all. Life is good.