Well, the one word
that comes to mind when I think about this week is "gratitude".
I'm grateful that I
live in a country where I can worship my God the way I choose.
I'm grateful for my
heritage-- I look forward to the day I can shake the hands of James Lindsay,
Clifford Reseigh, Henry J. Franklin and many others like them. One day I can
thank them for the lives they lived. And thank them for leaving this world
better than they found it.
I'm grateful for my
Grandma Jean and Aunt Jane-- for the many, many sacks of potatoes they picked
that day. That one act of faith and determination changed the course of
eternity for my family.
I'm grateful that it
rains sometimes. I wouldn't appreciate the sunshine half as much if it didn't.
I'm grateful for
Temples and for the decision that my dear parents made to be sealed for time
and all eternity nearly 25 years ago.
I'm grateful that
sometimes an empañada makes EVERYTHING better. Haha.
I'm grateful that
plans fall through and lead you to a better plan the Lord put in place for you.
(Story of the week...)
I'm thankful for the
Woodside Spanish Ward. I will never be able to repay them for the way they've
made my testimony grow.
Estoy agradecido para
el idioma Español.
I'm thankful for the
power of prayer--Heavenly Father is there. He listens, and he cares.
I'm grateful for
Sister Mann-- she makes me laugh every single day! She'll never know what
a miracle she was in my mission.
I'm grateful for
Sister Van-- I'm pretty sure she wants to kill me sometimes, but she doesn't.
Haha. We'll always be sisters.
I'm thankful for the
investigators that we have and for their progress-- no matter how small it may
be sometimes. I'm grateful for the faith they have and for their open hearts.
I'm thankful for
little miracles that happen daily.
I'm thankful for all
the love and support I get from home-- from my parents, my friends... all of
you!
What are you grateful
for?
LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!
La Rubiacita (The
Little Blonde One. That's what all the Hispanics call me. Haha.)
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