I wasn’t sick, I didn’t have a big project that I was working on, and I didn’t have any “real” reason to ask for a Priesthood blessing, but at the back of my mind was that whisper of the idea to ask for one. A day went by and in the middle of a conversation […]
Book of Mormon
At the start of 2020, I chose two words as my leading intention for this year: Releasing Wholeheartedly. Had I known what this year would bring both personally and as part of our global family, perhaps I’d replace the word ‘Release’ with ‘Surrender’. 2020 has taught me that sometimes it isn’t just about releasing fear,
I am an external processor. When I am upset or concerned or need help, I have my people that I go to and talk out my feelings. A lot of it is my husband, but I also have a collection of women who I am close too who play this role in my life. Even
I remember gazing out the window in my Grandma’s bathroom when I was 8 years old. It was the first time I truly felt like Heavenly Father heard my prayers and enveloped me with comfort. Less than an hour before, I had witnessed my Grandma having a very frantic phone conversation. When she hung up,
Our divine nature has nothing to do with our personal accomplishments, the status we achieve, the number of marathons we run, or our popularity and self-esteem. Our divine nature comes from God. It was established in an existence that preceded our birth and will continue on into eternity.” Rosemary M. Wixom A friend Chelsea Bretzke
I’m going to be extremely vulnerable right now. I have been feeling spiritually dull for the past two months. I continue to stay consistent with the little habits because I know that the dullness will not last forever. I know that if I keep adding to my spiritual reservoir, eventually I will see the fruit
Two of my favorite T.V. shows to watch while growing up were Bewitched and I Dream of Jeannie. I loved the possibility of magic in everyday life. I wanted to wiggle my nose and have my bedroom clean or a quick folding of the arms and nod of the head would easily complete my homework.
I used to think that “the gospel” meant all the teachings of Christ, all the things he asked of us. That is, until the most annoying kid I ever taught in Sunday school taught me otherwise. “I knew a good number of you here, and many of you knew me before I served a mission.