The other day I received an answer to many prayers. My answer was to go home. So today when I saw this conversation on Facebook, I burst into tears and said to myself, "Why? Why I am going home? Why should I go home? I want to know why I'm doing what I'm doing. I want to know why I'm following God's plan. I want to know that I'm going home for a purpose and I want to know what that purpose is!" Just as I started doubting, my roommate came home and asked me what was wrong. I told her everything I had just said to myself in my head, and this was her answer:
"Liz, when God told Noah to build an ark in the middle of Jerusalem, did it make sense?"
"No."
"When God told Nephi to go back and get the plates, risk their lives, all that jazz, did it make sense?"
"No."
"When God told Joseph Smith to restore the gospel and build up a church, did that make sense?"
"No."
"Sometimes God asks us to do things that don't make sense. He asks to do things we don't want to do. But we do them because we love Him. We do them because we know, and I know you know, that something bigger, greater, and better comes from it. Amazing stuff came from all those other things. Amazing things will come from going home, if you have faith that they will."
Yep. Heavenly Father knows EXACTLY what you need, when you need it. I need to have faith when things don't necessarily make sense. :)