Spiritual Refueling

Last night and for most of today, I have been feeling melancholiac. A swirl of competing thoughts and feelings have been rushing through my mind. Today I considered not going to church services. I just felt drained and out of tune with my spirituality, especially this morning as I looked at my old junior high and high school scrapbook of awards and dreams. But, I knew that I had no right to ask for the Lord's help if I didn't do my part. I went to church and half-heartedly paid attention in Sunday School, but not really connecting to the lesson on Moses as I might normally do. It was in the last meeting, sacrament or the LDS worship service, that the spirit finally got through to my cluttered heart. There was nothing amazing in the beginning of the meeting, but just simple friendship and conversation that made me glad I came to church this day. I received a note from a friend in the congregation that was uplifting and kind. The messages and hymns sung seemed to be speaking directly to me, even the message on the program was what I needed to hear. There was a warmth that washed over me, a comforting reassurance, that there is a God, and He and His Son Jesus Christ know me and each of us personally, and know how and when to succor us when we are in need. How grateful I am that I went to church this day to be refueled and edified for the week ahead.