It got me wondering about why it seems that trials or
poopy times always seem to accompany miracles. And while I still don't
have my complete answer, I am sure that trials are handpicked for us by
the almighty maker. I have often thought that it is not fair that the
"really righteous" seem to have the most trials while joe smow who
doesnt keep any commandments skips through life whistling. This week
made me realize that maybe, trials are given to the righteous, to the
already stronger to just make us stronger. To make us more like our
Heavenly Father- In one talk i read this week, it mentions that we
"arent earning Heaven, we are learning Heaven." I have learned a little
bit more about Heaven this week.
My bike got stolen. Dang. Haha it wasn't even the
better bike out of the two but still, someone is riding around on my
Lady Mara and it wiped out my bank account. But thanks to the ever
trusty Sorella Sarti, I have a new bike. It has been lovingly named,
Midge. Why? Because I am pretty sure it is built for a 12 year old. Haha
for 60 euro I thought to myself, "i have it for 3 weeks, it doesnt
matter to me if my legs are above the handlebars..." So Midge, short for
Midget and I are new best friends.