Faithened

General Conference aka pajama church is over. It was good. Some years I say it was great and I loved it. Some years it's difficult to muster that enthusiasm.

I find it interesting how my life has been a roller coaster when it comes to my feelings about General conference.

As a child we would color or read quietly while conference was on but had to put it all away and sit up when the Prophet spoke. 

As a teen I would clean my room with my radio on extra loud on Saturday and take notes as I listened on Sunday.  (I mostly doodled and drew and acted like I was taking notes. )

Young married with little babes made conference enjoyment more difficult. It was hard to get anything out of it but I needed the words so desperately. I was too tired  so slept through much of it back then. I was  happy to be able to read it in the Ensign at a later time. 

I have grown to love conference as my children have grown older. It's easier to listen and watch and there are fewer distractions around. I find if I do hand work or keep myself just a little busy I absorb better and I don't fall asleep. 

The last few conferences though, I kind of worry about what the next talk will be about and how it will affect  our family.  I know I shouldn't be living here....worried and fearful..tearful and aching...but I am. 

I want to be strong and full of faith so I actually appreciated the slip up in the prayer about our "strength to be faithened."   I think it was said just for me. It really caught my attention and has made me think about how I am relying, once again, too much on myself and not enough on God.   I need to be "faithened."

All  will be made well through Christ.  I just need to have Strong Faith in this.