Creation, Fall, Atonement

I think I have writer's block. I've never had it before, so I can't be sure. The problem is, there is so much loveliness that I can't sort it out into a thesis, main idea, or topic sentences. My sentence structure has been hijacked by happiness!

Forgive the poor writing. Just feel the spirit of God's love, if you will. Pretty sure that's what Moroni requested (Ether 12), and God granted his wish. Perhaps He'll do the same for me.

Creation, Fall, Atonement. The pattern relives itself each day of my life. Everyday becomes a redemptive tale, my very own book of Genesis. Yesterday, for example:

Creation
Sunday. A perfect day, as every day is at first. I wake up at 6:22 am, turn on the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, and shower. Rush to ward council. Rush back. Study. Microwave leftover butternut squash soup. Go to church. Make copies, talk, counsel, drive. The day continues, and as it progresses, I begin to fall.

Fall
First Fall? Getting snappy with my companion. She's having a bad morning, I can tell. She's not one to self-disclose, but I push for details. Thoughtless of me. Second fall? Under-prepared for ward council. I didn't know they'd want copies of our Family Mission Plans! If only I had planned better! Third fall? My control-freak took over Sisters Best's* project. That was five days ago, actually. But the fall takes life again when a member unknowingly jokes about it. I fell the first time, and I fall again when I feel the fresh guilt of having hurt a friend. I continue to fall all day long.

Atonement
If not for a daily Atonement (yes, even hourly), I would be a wretched creature. The prophet Jacob says that the first judgment that comes upon me "must needs remain to an endless duration" (2Nephi 9:7). So I would be forever fallen: a mean companion, an under-prepared missionary, a controlling friend. But that is not who I am, and it is not who God intends me to be.

The simple gifts of Jesus Christ helped me all day long. I apologized to my companion. I will not push next time. I'll study her needs and desires and pray to know how to communicate better. We ran out of the room and made copies. Next time we'll be better prepared. And Sister Best if forgiving.

I am forever grateful for the eternal gift of Jesus Christ. Because He lives, I will continue to create good things in myself and in the world around me, even when I sometimes fall.