The store where I was working increased my hours, because they were short-handed. Suddenly I was working between 30 and 35 hours a week and volunteering at the Library 12 hours. I was Thursday's where I would volunteer at the Library, and on Saturdays I worked my shift at the Library and a shift at the store. Sundays, my only day off, I was exhausted but oh, it felt good!
I was driving home one a Saturday night after working my usual shift at the Library and working my shift at the store. It was about 11:30 and I was tired, it was a good tired, the result of working 35 hours and volunteering 12 hours for the week. Suddenly I was reminded of the Priesthood blessings Joe used to give me. Two things were always consistent with those blessings, fist I would feel buoyed up enough to endure the pain and illness and secondly I was always promised I would be healed. I never thought much about the promise to be healed after the blessings themselves, but that Saturday evening I knew because of my faith I had finally been healed. . .over 15 years later...and I suddenly felt the love of my husband who had given me those blessings from my Heavenly Father who had healed me. I finished driving home with tears of joy running down my cheeks.
On Friday, the day before my last day at the Library, I was offered a full-time job with complete benefits. I accepted the offer and have been working full-time, just over a month.
Physically I am doing so well. I am gaining strength everyday and my endurance is improving. Yes, I still have some problems and pain, but I can feel the healing within me and I am feeling better than I have for the last 15 years!
My last day at the Library was May 2, where I was asked to bear my testimony at my final prayer meeting. Tomorrow I report to the High Council and speak in church, thus closing that sweet treasured chapter of my life.
Everyday when my alarm goes off I remind myself how blessed I am to wake up and go to work. When I want to stay in bed I am reminded of being confined to bed day after day. When out-of-town family came to stay and I still had to work everyday, I was glad that for 10 years I didn't have to work.
As I drive to work everyday I look at the others drivers on their way to work and I wonder, "do they know how blessed they are to be able to go to work everyday?"
My first complete week of work, I got home Friday evening and was so excited it was Friday...because I was blessed enough to work the full week and have a weekend!
Yesterday was payday, I am blessed!
Today, I washed my car and went grocery shopping, typical Saturday activities for full-time employees, I am blessed!
busy. I was healthy enough to physically keep up with this schedule, and this brought me great happiness. I worked everyday, but