DAY 121 -- Staying Constant Throughout the Whole Day, Joyful

Yesterday I was talking about always remembering Christ.  It is a covenant we make each  Sunday.  Well, I was thinking that perhaps I should invite Him, or  the Holy Ghost to accompany me throughout the day.  So I decided to do that. I just felt comfortable that one of the Godhead was walking with me throughout my day.

It started out great.  Good drive to work.  Greeted everyone with a smile and cheer.  I felt accompanied with the Spirit with me.  It was wonderful.  I continued the day with a prayer of thanksgiving in my heart.  Everything was going well.

And of course, when everything seems to be going well,  someone else from the evil world tries to get involved.  He isn't happy when things are going well in my life.  He just had to interpose his presence.  Then, slowly as I continued to try to have the Spirit with me throughout the day, things started to happen.  My co-worker got sick.  I had to do things I was not planning on.  Then I could not make a few calls I was hoping to make and things went awry. 

I paused and realized that "things" didn't need to cause me to stop having a prayer in my heart, nor stop feeling the Spirit in my life.  I tried to recall that sweet peaceful feeling.  I said a tiny, silent prayer, and it wasn't enough.

I guess that is an indication of my weakness.  I tried to get that peaceful, sweet feeling into my mind again, but it was gone.  I wasn't an angry beast, but I did not feel that comforting assurance of Father's love in my life.

Then when I got home, I again felt picked upon. I felt things were not going as I  planned and I barked at Bonnie.  We went to sing last night and that sweet Spirit came as we sang those wonderful songs once again. 

It is amazing to me that the ugly one who is the father of all lies seems to put his presence, his influence, his followers into our lives when we want to improve, want to feel Spirit, want to feel peace and joy.  He is crafty and knows my weak points to push.

I guess it is a never ending batter throughout mortality, to forget him, ignore him, and continue to dwell upon the wondering things of the Spirit, reject ANY influence that tries to take away that peace, joy, and comfort.  So I guess it will be a daily battle, daily struggle, a daily goal.  Perhaps some who read this do not struggle as I do, but I know I must try harder, for I know it is possible.