The details of this story may or may not be completely correct, but the main point is there, so please don't quote me exactly on the sequence of events.
Here goes:
We had a treadmill in our old house located in my parents bedroom. This was not an unusual place to find me and my sister, Erin...it was pretty much our jungle gym. We'd turn it on high-speed (2 miles per hour) and run the fastest we could on it (we usually went flying off the end.) The arm handles were our monkey bars.
So it was not unusual that Erin was hanging from the treadmill one morning as my mother frantically ran around the house, trying to take care of my other sister, Ireland, who was throwing up in her bedroom. (I like to think that my place in this story was by my mom's side, trying to help her.) (But I was probably just getting in the way.) As my mom scurried around, Erin hung lazily on the handle of the treadmill, sloth-ing there in her usual nothing-to-do attitude.
At one point, my mom hurried into her room to grab something. She passed Erin, hardly with a glance, going for some kind of carpet cleaner or something, me trailing along behind her, when suddenly she heard Erin's gravely voice speak up behind her.
"Mom," she said. "...could you get this nail out of my nose?"
My mom froze, cleaner in hand. "...what?"
"Could you get this nail out of my nose?"
My mom turned, and saw Erin still hanging there like a lazy lemur, seemingly unphased by what she had just said.
"Kenna," my mom said to me after a moment of pause, "check if your sister has a...nail up her nose?"
I would imagine that the manner in which I examined up my little sisters nose was anything but professional, but the conclusion was definite: yes, there was the end of a screw up her nostril.
With that confirmation, we hurried into the car, one sister throwing up and one sister with a screw jammed up her nose, my mother driving, and me holding the bucket.
...DO YOU SEE THE SPIRITUAL PARALLELS?
If not, let me make it clear...DO NOT PROCRASTINATE THE DAY OF YOUR REPENTANCE! (Alma 34:33)
Do you have a nail up your nose? Get it out!! I would imagine it's uncomfortable. I would imagine that you regret putting it up there in the first place. You probably wish you'd never picked it up. But the last thing you should do is hang on the arm of a treadmill and wait for something to magically make it disappear!
If there is something in your life that is getting you down, get it out!! You can't go back in time and make it not happen. The only thing you can do is REPENT and CHANGE. I promise you will feel so much better. There is so much relief waiting for you.
Rely on the Savior. Turn to Him RIGHT NOW. He will help you! He has helped me.
Get that nail out of your nose!
