Yesterday was one of those Sundays when I was feeling really run down, and I was not in the mood to get dressed and go to church. But despite my negative attitude, it seemed every single talk had something I needed to hear. That evening I also had a camp fireside. The same thing happened; those talks changed my entire perspective on how girls camp is going to be this week.
So I'm deciding here and now... When I grow up and I'm on my own someday, I will go to church even when I don't want to, because those seem to be the days when I learn the most.