I have had a lot on my mind lately.
School, finances, unemployment and – most recently – mission papers have taken over my every waking moment. I worry constantly.
Will I be able to pay back my loans?
Will I be able to pay for my mission?
Will I have a job waiting for me when I get back from my mission?
Will I even be able to handle a mission?
Am I going to be okay?
As I have sorted through the slew of questions in my mind, I am reminded of a story my mom told in a Sunday School lesson. Continue reading