Ok, so after writing yesterday’s blog entry about music, I went in and listened to the whole “missionary song” and so many thoughts came back, and I knew I’d have to write a blog about it.
I only had one “boyfriend” before Drew. Boy oh boy was I in love. Ok, not so much. I thought I was though and we were really great friends. He took me through a very difficult time in my life. I know God placed him in my life to get me though that. I’ll always be grateful to him.
And then he went on a mission . We broke-up when the semester ended (my choice) and he went to Plano and I stayed in boring old Provo. I called him a few times, and then he got his call to go to Spain. Then I entered my sophmore year and he wasn’t there. I’d grown used to him. He was my rock, as were a lot of the boys that I loved (I just always had a lot of good guy friends, most often outnumbering the girl friends). For those of you who aren’t from Happy Valley, it’d be hard to imagine but when you turn 19 you are suddenly left with guys who have chosen not to go on a mission, or guys that are 21 and have gone on a mission, matured a lot and are ready to get married. It was a really difficult time for me. Then, he went into the MTC and to me it was just more than God could ask. It wasn’t fair that they all left to serve Him and I was left here to educate myself and suffer. In that song it says “foundations rock and sway” and I remember thinking maybe this church wasn’t so true after all if it’d ask things like this of ME.
I think everyone has that moment in their lives where they think God is asking too much. Although mine was petty and sad (I am guessing many are) I think those are the times when you grow the most. There is a time where everyone realizes the bigger picture in life. There are times when you realize that the bigger picture was that I was blessed to have him in my life to carry me through that time. Then, I went on to date a folk dancer for a quick moment and then it was on to Drew.
….And we lived happily ever after. That isn’t to say that my foundation doesn’t “rock and sway” every now and then, but looking at the past you realize that the foundation is there, you are sometimes ignorantly sliding on the banister. Sometimes anaologies go too far….