This is a broad title of this little post, but I find it difficult to define what I am feeling sometimes.
I gave a presentation, if you could call it that, last night to the wonderful women of my neighborhood. (Thanks Rebecca for the photos.) I love and adore the women of my ward and stake. I don't think there is a woman that I've met that I haven't found something remarkable to admire and love. We've moved around a bit and no matter where I live I find my life enriched and blessed because of my association with outstanding, diverse women.
I walked away from my presentation knowing that I was going home with more inspiration and love than I gave. There are many talented and intelligent women in the world and I feel blessed to be able to associate with some of the finest. I can't tell you how much I value their insight and wisdom. There is something tangibly beautiful about associating with the women in your area. I always come away renewed and ready to tackle the day to day of my life. The friendships and love help me to become a better person. I left wishing I had been able to spent one on one time with each woman, not to share the fluff I was offering, but to glean from their goodness and experience.
What I do and how I study is extreme, I know. It is not situated for anyone except me. I got to a period in my life that I wanted to get more out of my study and since that point the Lord has slowly showed me bits and pieces that make my understanding and appreciation for the scriptures greater. I no longer compare my study and retention to anyone else. I can't.
I am me and I am enough.
I learn the way I learn and it's exactly the way the Lord needs. He knows me and you. He gives us individual instruction if we will let Him. How I learn will never be how you learn. You might glean a few things here and there as we share ideas and thoughts, but the master teacher will always be our merciful Heavenly Father.
I hope that I was able to express that last night. There is no wrong way to study. I am happy being the kindergarten learner with color, scissors and glue. Perhaps I will never be a university professor in my understanding or retention abilities. It will not however stop me from continuing my learning and growth. The beautiful thing about the gospel, or the world, is that we all have strengths and weaknesses. My strengths might be your weaknesses. I have far too many deficiencies to openly admit, but I am so thankful that I can draw on other people's abilities and talents.
For those that couldn't come, what I shared is pretty much written here in the pages and post of my blog. I talked about the evolution of how I studied and about the path the Lord took me on. The steps are visible now that I look back. I don't, nor will I ever profess to be an expert on studying the scriptures or keeping a journal. It's a constantly evolving process and nothing I shared was an original thought. If you have burning questions, or simple ones, please ask. I am more than happy to answer and help in anyway I can.
A couple from last night:
My favorite notebook: moleskine XL They come in different colors, but I adore the black. These notebooks are abused in the best and worst ways and come out strong.