Get Moving

My home teachers shared a message with me about doing something in the gospel and not staying complacent. I hadn't realy thought about it until today I read a sidenote to the article and I had the thought that Scott really held me back from progressing in the Kingdom of God.
Scott never wanted a calling that was more than cleaning the church. I don't think we should be running for office in the church but being involved in the cause is important. Scott always shunned it all. He made comments about how he would never want to be bishop or anything like that.
He did not ask me to pray with him, he did not want family prayer. Bella and I prayed together by ourselves. Scott and I never read the scriptures or discussed anything Church related. I would tell him how I felt about stuff but I never heard him initiate converstions with me.
He did bear amazing testimonies. He would read a book and make really cool comments over the pulpit. Never to me, just in testimony meetng.
After he devastated me and left while I was sleeping (I always make note of that because normal people do not leave their families that way) I felt so much in Church. I felt the Spirit again. I had not really felt the Spirit in Church while I lived with Scott. He depleted me of all the feeling I had. I was exhausted from walking on eggshells everyday trying to just get him through the day with his mental illness.
I rememeber going to Church and having this outpouring of wonderful thoughts. I had the same at the temple! I was me again. I have always talking freely with God and heard Him plainly and clearly on a regular basis. When I would relay the thoughts I was receiving, Scott would literally run away. He told me God was okay with him deserting his family. I told him that our Gods must not be the same one.