I got a 92.5% on my Art History class. I am freaking out.
Trust me when I say I am not bragging. I PROMISE. I'm not. I am just so grateful that Heavenly Father helped me remember all that I studied. I have seen his hand so often in my life lately.
When will the trials start? When will my "good luck end?" That's just the thing. With the Lord's help, it will never end. I got the worst grade I have ever gotten on a test this week. Seriously economics is of the devil. Literally. I think I recall a certain scripture like maybe Jacob 2 something "Before ye seek for riches, seek ye for the kingdom of God..." I'm just kidding about it being of the Devil. I'm just really frustrated, but right before I had the chance to feel like my good fortune was "expired" the Lord gave me a wonderful gift this weekend. (Seriously just in the nick of time, there was a definite O.D. of coldstone and chocolate)
The Lord, through modern day revelation made it possible for me to serve a mission at age 19. I'm freaking out, but NOT panicking. And this is HUGE for me because I panic about everything. I feel so right about this. IT'S SO THE OPPOSITE OF MY ECON TEST. Unlike that terrible, terrible test, all the answers seem to be falling into place. Thank you Heavenly Father. Thanks so much for this blessing. My only hope is that I can go as soon as possible and serve the Lord and my fellow men. I'm so excited.
I have an appointment with the bishop for next sunday at 11:45. AHHHHH!
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