They Are A Gift From God

I have made a great discovery.  Fuzzy pajama pants are a gift from our loving Heavenly Father.  Let me explain.

Do you ever have those days?  Those days where no matter what you try, it's just not right?  And you try so hard!  Sometimes, those days come in multiples.  I've been going on those days for about a week and a half.  You work, and you work, and you pray, and you fast, and things start to look better, and then they just stop?  And you know that the Church is true.  Nothing like this would make you question that.  But you don't understand why Heavenly Father is telling you what he has.  So you move forward in faith.  You use the language of faith.  You do acts of faith.  And you know that prayer will help.  So you keep praying.  And you know that when you fasted things did get better.  But you need to eat sometimes.  You can only fast so many times.  But this is what Heavenly Father said.  And you don't understand, but you want to.  So you move forward in faith.  Having hope in the answers you have received.  Knowing that you can trust Heavenly Father.

And on days like this, all you want is a hug.  Not just any hug, but a specific hug.  But the person you want a hug from isn't available to give it.

At the end of the day, you put on your fuzzy pajama pants.  And they are comfy.  They are always there, and they are right.  It's not the same as a hug, but you can almost imagine it is.  So you have your pajama pants.  You put them on, curl up in a ball, imagine the hug and you can finally cry.  Sometimes when you feel a little hopeless, you can find love in pajama pants.  It's not what you want, but it will have to do.  And there is always hope for tomorrow.

Pj's.  They are a gift from God.  I don't mean that in a mocking way.  It's totally true.