I pulled up to the school and hurriedly parked my car. I ran inside to my classroom to grab the needed materials for the preschool classes I support and quickly returned to drive to their building, hoping to be on time for our coaching session. As I opened the door, a little pink and white baby sock fell out. I sighed as I glanced into my messy vehicle. Cupcake icing was smeared across my leather seats. Some donation items collected for others were piled in the back. Some lesson notes and art supplies from my Sunday School class were on the floor. And an empty juice bottle sat in my cup holder. “Uggh.”I thought. “Why can’t I get my life pulled together?” As I tossed it inside, and climbed behind the wheel I felt tired and discouraged. But as I was driving, a quote from Sister Marjorie Hinckley came to mind. “I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and w...