Today was one of those days where you want to curl up in a ball and die.
Where you want to rip off all your clothes, start screaming, all while kicking large objects around the room with my hind legs like an crazed hyena.
Its not one particular thing thats driving me to this madness, but instead a combination of insanities that are causing me to have high blood pressure.
Also I'm pretty sure I became 50% more bald today, and for about 10 minutes I think I either blacked out or went deaf and blind at the same time. Still not sure.
On top of the the "zoo" of chaos going on at work, I am getting married in 5 weeks and having 2 receptions. I'm taking the GMAT in 3 weeks. And yeah . . . lets just say I'm going through some intense family drama.
I've had better days.
Halfway through my day, I couldn't handle the lunacy anymore, and I decided to take a walk and get a breath of fresh air.
Midway through my walk down University Avenue . . . I got hungry. I looked to my right and I saw Diegos a delicious taco joint in Provo, UT.
Diego - "Thats a beautiful ring, are you engaged?"
Girl ordering - "Yes were getting married in January"
Diego - "Oh wow are you getting married in the temple?"
Girl ordering - "Oh . . . No"
Diego - "Really? Why Not?"
Girl ordering - "Oh . . . that's just not our thing right now."
Diego - "I see . . . well I can tell you getting married in the temple has greatly blessed my life. Whats keeping you from getting married in the temple?"
Girl ordering - "Its just a big lifestyle change"
Diego -"Well do you love him?"
Girl ordering - "Yes. More than anything"
Diego - "Well if you can make some small changes you'll not only be blessed now, but you'll also be able to keep your marriage going forever. Isn't that what you want?"
Girl ordering - "Well ... yes."
I just sat there in awe of what was happening. I asked myself how long it had been since I had a real missionary experience while Diego here was creating one out of thin air. It was apparent to me that Diego wasn't just in the business of turning a profit, but in the business of doing the Lord's work. What a Rockstar. But shouldn't we all be like that? Shouldn't our lives be have an even balance of temporal and spiritual? Isnt ". . . the greatest and most important duty . . to preach the Gospel.”
I walked into Diegos with a bad attitude expecting to leave with a bag of tacos. Instead I left with a bag of spiritual inspiration and a new appreciation for the purpose of life.
Whats in your bag?