Friday, March 30, 2012

a morning to remember



march 30, 2012 began just like a regular morning. 
running late for school. didn't shower. couldn't find a cute shirt in a dark room while my roommate slept. had to eat my breakfast on the bus. forgot to print out 2 copies of my paper i just spent the wee hours of the night--and the very early hours of the morning writing. it's my friends birthday, and i haven't done as much as i wanted on her special day. i have 4 assignments hanging over me that i still need to finish. one test to take next week--and weekend of general conference to look forward to--but limited time to do homework. it was just almost like, "why don't i just get back in bed and forget everything." but the fact that i am sitting here on the 3rd floor of the JKB watching literally thousands of grade school kids storm the campus--i am just proud to be here. 

although i can say i am thrilled to be breathing, thinking, smelling and felling, i secretely really envy the girl sleeping on the couch next to me. its the couch i like to take hour long-backpack imprinting on face-type of naps. oh well....maybe she'll leave soon. 


this morning though could have gone 2 different ways. sucked or super. i wish i could admit my thoughts were generated towards the super end...but that would be a lie. i got to the printing station with 2 minutes until class and there were still 2 people in front of me, my thoughts began thinking, why doesn't byu have more printers, more computers in more places, etc. etc. then i was complaining about how slow the people in front of me were going--you get my drift. it was finally my turn at the computer. i sat down and right at that second the computer froze and restarted. i was upset. i ran up the stairs to the other printing station, some guy was on facebook. after i waited for him, i sat down, and right at that moment the computer shut down again. 2 computers in 1 minute shutting down just as a i sit down. i was seirously THIS close to speaking profanities. 


i ran back down to the first printing station where a guy was printing off of his own computer. i hurried and got on the computer and after 10 unsuccessful log in problems he offered to let me use his computer in the midst of my frustration. i thanked him over and over again, and of course, i made him late to his class because he let me use his computer. i was frazzled, jumpy, and frustrated, and he was calm, happy, and willing to serve. i basically wanted to kiss him for his generosity. 


i never found out his name or where he was from, (he was probably one of the 3 nephites ;) but he made a lasting impression on me for his willingness to serve in the earliest of inconveniences. he left me a happier person, because he served. he quite possibly turned an overwhelming day, into an overcoming day. 


it reminded me of this quote....
“At the final day the Savior will not ask about the nature of our callings. He will not inquire about our material possessions or fame. He will ask if we ministered to the sick, gave food and drink to the hungry, visited those in prison, or gave succor to the weak. When we reach out to assist the least of Heavenly Father’s children, we do it unto Him. That is the essence of the gospel of Jesus Christ.”.
--Joseph B. Wirthlin, The Great Commandment


now the question to ask myself and you, what am I going to do to serve someone today? 

3 comments

  1. So, you maybe almost should've kissed possibly one of the 3 Nephites? That is AWESOME!!! That could only happen at BYU.

    Maybe you should've kissed him, or at least asked his name. :) He sounds like a great guy! I am so grateful to him for helping your day to be better. It is wonderful how things like that happen in our lives.

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  2. Emily, I love reading your blog posts! I'm sorry that it wasn't a great start of the day for you, but you are so great. :) thanks for the reminder of service, it's something I know I need to do better at. :)

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  3. You make me laugh! ;) I can totally picture you frantically running all over!

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