Thoughts about Enduring

I have had to work through a lot of negative emotions in my teaching. Covid-19 has thrown us all for a loop here at school. I felt completely overwhelmed by the sheer amount of work that is being required of me right now. There feels like too much to do and definitely not enough time. I have felt anger for the unfairness of the situation. I have felt frustrated that none of my efforts to alleviate the problem were working. And I have felt very sorry for myself. The intersting thing to note is that none of these emotions have led to solutions or positive outcomes. So here is a new set of thoughts I have been trying to adopt:

*Yes, this is hard, but "this too, shall pass".

*I have enough time to do everything that is needed.

*Look for the positive and highlight it.

*Reach out to the one.

*Knock, ask, seek. Heavenly Father is there to help. Solutions are available if you reach out to Him and listen.

*Be of good cheer!

My mind continues to want to go down the road of despair and negativity, but these thoughts have made this burden much more manageable. I think often about the people of Alma who did "cheerfully" bear the burdens placed on their backs to the point they could not feel them. I am not there quite yet--but I'm trying.

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