"Pop."
Is this text from Justin or Tim? Either would be fine... Neither. It's from Mommy... "pray." What?
"I need you to do me a favor. I need you to pray for me that what I am trying to accomplish is the right thing to do, and to give me strength to get it all done. Can't give details yet... but need strength and reassurance."
This... wonderful imploring means more than I can express... I've been having a hard time this week. I missed four days of Seminary and have had drama surrounding my new job at the movie theatre and the musical (in which I am "Barnacles"). I have woken up late and had to wait to read the scriptures during free time during block sceduling. I missed Church last Holy Sabbath (which was ward conference...) because I had a dance competition, where I had to wear immodest outfits. It's been a rough and disconnected (my own fault) week. This shows me, again, that this Gospel is true. It is so touching to have Mommy believe in me enough to think my prayers will bless her life how she needs help, even though I don't know in what way this is.
After a immediate and heartfelt prayer, I messaged her back and said I've done what I can, I can't change God's will but I did ask His blessings, and that her prayer would mean more to Heavenly Father's in this case than mine.
I don't know if this will bring her back to the Gospel but I fervently hope so... All I can do is pray... pray a Prayer for Mommy.
