On the way home a thought came into my head or a song. I turned off the radio to really take a moment to key in and focus on what the Spirit was trying to tell me. The song "I Can't Do Everything" popped into my head and I began remembering the words:
I can't do everything, I know because I've tried.
I told myself I could, then found out I lied.
I believed with all my heart, that I should do it all.
But I can't do everything and when I try, I fall.
I can't please everyone, I know because I've tried.
I needed the love so much, sometimes I compromised.
But the more I live and learn, the more I clearly see,
that I can't please anyone, until I'm pleased with me.
So here I am asking with all my heart
for the feeling I have been dreaming of
just fill the empty spaces that keep us apart
and help me find myself in your love.
Because I can't do anything without some help from above
and I can't please anyone, until I know I'm loved.
And I believe I'm loved.
I loved the "what if" principle that one sister spoke of. What if I just read one verse. Or what if I just do one wall of crayon removal. Or what if I just exercise for 5 minutes. Those "what if's" can add up into something amazing and if I include my Savior in those "what if's" I can change myself into a person who resembles Him and those women I was admiring tonight. I would turn from being a foolish virgin into one of the wise ones with a lamp full of oil watching and waiting for the Bridegroom prepared. It was an epiphany. So if any of you read this that were there tonight, THANK YOU.
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You are amazing in my eyes. You were so thoughtful to bring me my coat, knowing that I was cold. You are amazing with children--AMAZING! Jenn Boyer counseled me tonight and I'll spread the word to you, because I feel just like you right now; you are farther along than you think. Just the fact that you KNEW to and DID turn off the radio and let the Spirit remind your spirit of a song full of truth . . . not all of us follow those promptings, but you did. Good, no, excellent job. Thank you for your sweet words and amazing input, here. We love you Cheryl.
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