Why I choose to believe….
In 2019, I was speaking with Scott Monson, my dad’s best friend, I wasn’t sure why he had called, but our conversation lead to a story that he told me about his youth and into his early 20’s when he had an experience as a pilot for the Army, and what his brother, Pres. Monson, told him as he had retold the story to his brother, “It was not a coincidence, it was the Lord’s timing.” A few days, later I realized why Scott had called, as I sat at a kitchen table meeting my biological mother for the first time, it was the anniversary of my adopted fathers’ death. As that phrase came to me, I felt comfort and peace and knew that I was there at the right time. The phrase continually comes to me as I have reflected over the last 5 years when I started a journey with my health that I am still on today. I visited doctor after doctor trying to figure out what was going on, but only getting pieces to the whole puzzle. Finally, in 2019 all the pieces came together and I had the whole picture. Again, it was the Lord’s timing.
I choose to believe, because I know that the events that have occurred over the last 5 years are in our Heavenly Father and Savior's timing. I would not have been able to cross those raging rivers, climb the rocky mountains, or been able to manage the several different hats that I have had the privilege of wearing at the same time without my Heavenly Father and Savior’s help and guidance. And that my journey will end when it is time. I also know that the timing of each of my challenges are for a reason, and that I need an extremely course sandpaper to smooth my rough edges and a lot of time.