Life is hard and sucks

Life is hard and sucks some of the time. It’s an eternal truth, something we can relate to and can empathize with. I know for me at times I “assume” that others have it easy or that they do not seem to have very many problems, but I have to keep reminding myself, that we should never, ever think that someone has it easy, are that they are without problems, because really does anyone have to “all together?” We are all here to gain experience and learn, we all face adversity, struggles, heart-aches and the list goes on. I know that, I intellectually get it. But I have those days, and it seems like it is ALL THE TIME, when I look up to heaven, with fists clinched and yell something like, “WHAT THE CRAP, WHERE DID I WRONG YOU, God?”

I love the show “Fiddler on the Roof, and have days like Teyve-like and have conversations with God and wonder, as Joseph Smith did; “O God, where art thou? And where is the pavilion that covereth thy hiding place?” (D&C 121:1)

Days like these, and again I seem to have a lot of them, hopefully I can remember to flee into the scriptures and talk with God. I know it may be the last thing I want to do, but it is the first things that will bring peace to my soul.

When I find that my fists are clinched and yelling to the heavens at times; “Hey, remember me down here!” I find hope in this statement:

"Some blessings come soon, some come late, and some don’t come until heaven; but for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ, they come."
~ Jeffrey R. Holland