Surrounded by Angels...

A few days ago I had the pleasure of being visited by angels. Now I realize that in saying this I have quite possibly brought my sanity into question. I can imagine the visitations I'm referring to isn't exactly what you're probably imagining happened to me. You see, these angels seem to have been on a group date. No I'm not being metaphorical or even that sarcastic. I want you to understand that when I talk about angels, I'm not necessarily referring to your stereotypical idea of an angel. In all honesty, the closest I have ever been to what would call heavenly visitations are what I would call strong feelings or conviction of the heart. I look at the term "angel" in a broader sense, the sense of a "heavenly messenger." Messengers sent heavenly from don't what have to be the spirit beings we normally think of. God's message can be just as easily carried by man as by a heavenly being. In my case, the messenger's from heaven were four college students. I had no idea who they were, and the help they gave would probably be considered trivial. One of them picked up the vacuum I had left running, and others picked chairs I'd clumsily knocked over with an extension cord. These simple acts of service turned a rather mediocre day into a miraculous one. Those simple kindnesses brought a smile to my face, and reminded me of the great blessings a loving God has bestowed upon me. At that moment I had needed help, not necessarily the help with the vacuum, but a reminder of the love of God. It also restored my faith in humanity. I am convinced that these people were "angels", messengers from Heaven sent to remind me of God's goodness and teach me the importance of helping others. Their genuine kindness reminds me of the kindness of so many others, especially lately as I have had at times felt alone . I especially want to thank those I call my friends who despite their busy lives look after me. Even you simple texts and phones sustain me through periods of frustration and loneliness. You are all as dictionary.com defines the term angel, or " a person who performs a mission of God or acts as if sent by God." It is certainly true what the scriptures say, "when ye are the service of your fellow beings, ye are only in the service of your God." Truly, I extend my gratitude to all who take the time to be an "angel" in the life of another. You are the answer to prayer, and your kindness will be remembered by others long after you've forgotten. I pray that all of us will take time to reflect on the many "angels" that have come into our lives. Let us honor their memories by being "angels" ourselves for those who need us. Let us by each simple act of kindness fill the world with Godly love and in doing so make it a better place to be. 


I wish you all a wonderful day!
The voice from Limbo...

Worrying about "Life, the Universe, and Everything"...

Yes, this title is a somewhat obvious reference to the books by Douglas Adams. I felt it reflect the breadth and scope of my worry at times. I'm chuckling to myself as I consider all the thoughts racing through my head. I could strait up say that I'm dealing with an anxiety, and that's pretty much the truth. Honestly, though I careful labeling myself with word disorder, because I think I often hide behind it as an excuse for my difficulties in life. I've often told people my problem is that I'm afraid of everything, yet I'm finding even this may not be the most accurate statement. The best description of insanity is probably that I'm a "worrywart," which Merriam Webster dictionary defines as an inclination to "worry unduly."  In a most likely more extreme sense than most this is definitely. I worry about literally aspect of my life. I'm pretty sure at times I even worry about worrying. This most likely is a full blown disorder, as this has greatly impacted nearly every aspect of my life. In fact, I find it interesting that worry is defined as "to feel or experience concern or anxiety." So, I see now that worry and anxiety are practically synonymous. As I write actually my own condition begins to make sense, though I don't know if I can describe how. What I can say that I want those who read this to realize something important. After finally identifying this problem in my life, I now understand how to deal with it. I also understand that I can stop constantly blaming myself for things that may have truly been out of control. I've also come to realize that I am not as alone as I think I am. This is one of the most important lessons I've learned, because it ties in with the next important lesson I've learned. People can't help you if don't let them. Sometimes, it will be more than we can bare only. These are times, when depressed or anxious it's easy to believe no one cares. This is a lie! You are loved by more than you know. Even if people on this Earth are cruel I know that a good and loving God stands by us as well. Regardless, of who you are he is ready to help if we'll only ask. I may address this topic in more detail later. For now, I want those who may experience similar or worse difficulties with depression or anxiety to know you're not alone. You are loved more than you possibly comprehend. There are more people than you realize willing to help you, if you have the courage to ask. More than that I know there's a loving Father in Heaven who's always there. Both have helped me through my difficulties and I see now that there is hope. Just hang in there a little longer, and have the courage to ask when you can't bare it alone any longer. Well, for now I wish you all the best.

Until next time...
The voice from Limbo.

Voices from Limbo...here it goes!

So I was going to start this years ago...well...here I am! After almost four years I've finally figured out what I want to do this blog. That already says a lot about how decisive I am. You see, I do have a decent excuse in that two of the those years I served an LDS mission to Germany, and then going to school at Brigham Young University Idaho never gave me much time either. So, now that I have time, I still wait a month before I finally decide to do something about this blog. So, here it is the product of Google and my genius, ready to take things to the next level. But first, I felt my title merited an explanation. Which believe it or not is the entire point of my first point. It's come from about a year ago, my friend and I decided we were in "limbo." You see I'd returned from serving a mission to Germany and she'd finally finished college at Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah. We both were pretty much stuck with nothing to do for several months, while she tried to get into graduate schools, and I waited for school to start in Idaho. It really was a "limbo" state for both of us and so ever since I've jokingly seen this part of my life as young single adult as limbo. That stage for most between high school and marriage where everything seems a shot in dark. The stage where so little seems certain, and moving on to marriage/ family seems better than it probably really is. I realize it's probably a corny way of looking at it, but I pride myself a little too much on being both corny and weird. I also don't want people to think I'm complaining either, limbo has actually been some of the best times of my life. This is a wonderful time of learning and discovery for me. It's a time I'm free to do things and have adventures that future responsibilities may limit. So, besides rambling philosophical and criticizing modern media, I want this blog to help others see the beauty, in the seeming "limbo" that is the young single adult life. As stagnant as things may seem, life's only as boring as you make it. I've only really begun to learn this lesson myself. Hopefully, this blogs helps the reader and the author better understand this concept. There is so much good in life, especially in this time that seems so uncertain. Writing this is my attempt to understand, embrace and enjoy these formative years, while maybe providing some inspiration to those experiencing a similar time in life. Well, now that I'm experiencing writer's block this would be a good time to end. I wish those reading the best on the their journey through life.

Until next time...
Sincerely, The voice from Limbo