Trust Thou In God...and Thyself

Lately, I've been getting a message from my Heavenly Father, over and over and over again: "Trust Me."

It's actually pretty simple, until you start getting messages from friends, family, spouses, and random people on the internet that drown out the sweet, quiet messages Heavenly Father gives.  Luckily, He loves me a whole lot, so he's put this message on repeat for me, first through a poem that my friend shared, then through promptings as I prayed or spoke or acted, and finally, yesterday, it was pretty blatant--in Sunday School, the teacher read a quote that brought tears to my eyes.

"When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives.  Our love of the Lord will govern the claims for our affection, the demands on our time, the interests we pursue, and the order of our priorities." ~Ezra Taft Benson.

God wants me to put Him first, and when I do, He gives me peace.

Yesterday, I found out that my mother-in-law is coming up to visit and will be staying with us for four days.  I'll tell the truth--I love my mother-in-law, but she is best in small doses, and when I'm emotionally fragile already, I genuinely don't know if I can handle her.  Four days is not a small dose, and when I heard how long she'd be staying (and that she was staying in our home), I panicked a bit.  I did some stress-cleaning this morning (and the kids' rooms are now spotless, as is the guest bathroom), but this afternoon, I felt prompted to take some self-care time.  I colored, I ate lunch (something I skip on far too often), and now I'm writing...and I don't plan to clean anymore today.

There's still a massive pile of laundry to be washed, the kitchen floor is still sticky, and I haven't dusted my front room in weeks...and those are all things that are mighty important to my mother-in-law, but I don't need to do them just now.  And that's okay.

It will be okay.  I will be okay.  I just have to trust in God.