Things Will Work Out

Don't you feel like some things will never work out?? That opportunities are placed in front of us like a dangling doughnut that we will never be able to eat?

I feel like that A LOT in college.  So many classes and chances to pursue different careers and try new things.  I love being able to take advantage of those opportunities, but when I don't.... let's just say the trash can fills up with some used tissues.

This beautiful building is the newest temple. 

Brigham City

so beautiful right????

I have to opportunity to go to the Open House this Saturday and the Dedication of the 23rd!!! My excitement was very evident among my roommates and my family. 

 If you don't know, one of my favorite things is going to the open houses of brand new temples!!! :)

I also have the opportunity to take private French Horn lessons (at a cost :)).  They will help me figure out if French Horn is something I want to do.  The schedule is forever changing and I never know for sure when it will be.  In an instant of frustration and forgetfulness (I am really forgetful)  I scheduled a lesson with my instructor this Saturday. 

Once I realized that I scheduled a lesson during the Open House, I was devastated.  I had already changed my lesson time 3 times previously and I couldn't just ask my instructor to change it again!  So I decided to chose what I thought was more of a priority.  Both opportunities are fantastic and I was angry that I couldn't do both of them.  

To prove to myself that I really want to be better with the French Horn, I chose to keep my lesson time and miss out on the Open House.  I cried.  A lot. 

Next part of the story:

I was presented with another opportunity to be a part of one of the ensembles at BYU that had open seats for 4 more hornists.  (I did a couple of backflips in the back of my mind :D)  Of course I want this opportunity!!!  

Here's the catch.  

The ensemble meets just like a typical class on Tuesdays and Thursdays from 1-2:50pm.  I have a Psychology class that meets from 12-1:15pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  

SERIOUSLY!? 

My heart sunk as I realized that I wouldn't be able to do it.  How could the opportunity be shown to me and then snatched away?? 

I prayed... and I prayed.... and I prayed..... I had no idea what to do.  

So I decided to just go for it.  

I emailed and talked to my Psychology professor about leaving early from the class.  He said only if I could get a note from my instructor.... Check.  Called my instructor and she said that she had an opening for an earlier lesson so I could make it to the Open House.  Check. Then she said I would need to call the head professor and ask him for a note to give to my psych professor. Check. 

I came home and literally fell to the floor.  I don't know how to describe the wonderful joy I received from just those reassuring calls that maybe, just maybe, everything could work out.  

I need to remember that the Lord is everywhere.  He knows everything and is aware of how I am feeling.  

I need to trust in Him because he can make the impossible, possible.