God has a sense of Humor

Today I am taking a break from the "Life of a Sister Missionary" series to share with you an experience I had.  Yesterday was a day to remember and I thought it appropriate to share what I learned.  The day began as all others do on the mission.  Things were going great.  We were teaching, it was sunny, and everything was wonderful.  Most days are like this.  The Spirit is always there and you just can't help but feel happy about life.  However, my day took a very drastic turn.

Something happened that made me mad, well, furious.  Worst feeling ever!  As soon as I got mad, the Spirit left me.  There are few times in my life that I have felt the Spirit completely leave me, but never on my mission.  The anger I was feeling turned into complete frustration and confusion.  The only thing I could think to do was to pray.  Pray for guidance, peace, comfort, and forgiveness.  I have no idea how long I was actually on my knees, but it was for a long, long time.  It was one of the most powerful experiences I have had!  I was literally crying to the Lord to help me, to show me what I was to do, and bring me back from the lost state I was in. 

As I was praying, I realized that the Lord gave me this trial for me to learn and grow.  It was an answer to my prayers.  You know that common phrase: "be careful what you pray for?"  Wow is it true!  The last few months I have been praying for charity, to see people the way Jesus Christ would.  Heavenly Father must have a sense of humor.  Praying for charity, in my mind, did not equate to becoming infuriated, but it is how I needed to learn.  It taught me how to view things from another's perspective; how to respect someone else's opinion even when I don't agree.  What I really needed was to be humble.

After a lot of reflection, I am grateful for my little "break down."  It has helped open my mind and heart to the changes I need to make.  The Lord answers our prayers.  Not always the way expected, but always the way that will help us best.