My heart is full an awful lot.
I am grateful every day.
I live my little life in the cloistered world I dwell in and I am constantly overcome with profound manifestations of joy.
I have learned after many years that it is all about love.
It is during those times that I forget this that I struggle to find my place and I dwell too much on myself.
I am always unhappy when I am selfish or hold back and I have to adjust my bearings and get back on course quickly to find my peace again.
I am deeply moved as I ponder the Atonement of my Savior Jesus Christ.
In Him I rejoice.
In Him I rely.
Only through Him do I remember who I am and who I can become.
He provides me with breath, with sight, with stamina, with the ability to comprehend beauty and inspiration.
He has given me my weakness so that I will partake of His strength.
He has blessed me with pain so that every day I will call upon His name and remember from whom all my blessings flow.
I love Him with all that I am.
1 comment:
That was beautiful, Rachel. Thank you for your testimony.
The part about being blessed with pain was especially poignant for me.
Beautiful pictures!
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