I realize that, although I thought I was already doing my best to read the scriptures—usually a few tired verses or a column a night, a chapter, if I was particularly alert—the Lord knew that I was not doing the best I could. And he knew that I need the blessings that come from trying a little harder to grab onto the holy in life, to make meaning from the meaningless spaces of the day.
I grabbed this quote today from the “Segullah blog”. I have been trying to get back into the groove of things, a “new” routine because the old one doesn’t work anymore. One of my “old” routines was to read my scriptures at least twice a week and more if preparing a lesson for Sunday school. The Book of Mormon “whispers to me”, and it really does.
Today is my birthday, and this is the first time that the “novelty” of celebrating for an entire month like “the queen” has worn off. I must create a new routine or better, make this the last birthday I celebrate in the old way and instead donate my appointed day to serving others, to wishing others a “Happy Day” where there is none.
ps: Happy Birthday to you, and you know who you are............