Thursday, December 4, 2014

Super Powers

WE ALL HAVE SUPER POWERS

When I picked Jake up from school, he said, "Mom, did you know that we are all born with a super power? My super power is that I can punch really hard."

"Oh", I said. "What makes you think that? Have you tried?"

"Nope," he said. "I just know."

I started to tell him he had lots of other powers too; however, he wouldn't be swayed. He was sure that he was absolutely awesome at a super punch.

While Jacob was in the act of convincing me, his good friend, Spencer Tobler, chimed in his super power by flexing his neck muscles really tight and showing me how scary they looked. He was sure this was definitely a super power, because it could make people really scared.

When Jacob got home, he stood out in the rain, and stood looking at the falling rain. I was amused at his serious attitude as he seemed to be in deep contemplation. With the rain cascading down his face, he said, "This is my super punch! Just like Baymax!" (Baymax is in the new Disney movie, Big Hero Six.)

Jake is absolutely right! We do have super powers. Our Heavenly Father loves us so much that He sends us here with gifts that will bless and enrich our lives and the lives of those around us. As we traverse through this life, and as we seek Him, He will guide us to become aware of our gifts.

Elder Hales said, “In the scriptures, we are taught of spiritual gifts the Lord has given His children and of our responsibility to develop these gifts. During our time here on earth, we have been charged to develop the natural gifts and capabilities Heavenly Father has blessed us with. . . . As we exercise and magnify these gifts, we will be able to accomplish the callings and responsibilities that will come into our lives.”

He further states, "To find the gifts we have been given, we must pray and fast. Often patriarchal blessings tell us the gifts we have received and declare the promise of gifts we can receive if we seek after them."

(Elder Hales, Recognize and Develop Your Spiritual Gifts, February 2002).

I have no doubt that although Jacob has a Super Punch for a gift, he also has a Super Testimony, and a Super Big Heart, and an Awesome Smile, and a Courageous Spirit, and a Faithful Heart, and ... He has many gifts that are sure to bless many lives!




Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Compassion

OUR BAPTISMAL COVENANTS & COMPASSION


A friend of mine is teaching a lesson in a few weeks, and felt impressed to ask me my thoughts on compassion. This is what I wrote:


When I think about compassion, I think of the Savior's love. When we have compassion, we care about someone else the way the Savior would. We put aside our selfishness, and we open our hearts to love someone else. I wish I had a fantastic story about how compassion has changed my life. I am positive it has. I just haven't taken note of it as I should. This past year, I have often prayed for a teacher to have compassion on my son. I keep thinking that if someone would only care enough...then it would make all the difference. You see--Jake struggles in school. He doesn't struggle enough where there needs to be some big intervention--he just struggles in little ways. Those little ways are slowly pushing him further and further behind. I have often prayed for a teacher that would care enough to love my son. I am grateful for this perspective because I think it reminds me to care "enough" about those around me. It is a reminder to me to love. 

I'm reminded of compassion when I think of Hailey's soccer team this year:

There have been a lot of life lessons this year with soccer. Bryan decided to coach this year, so this group of girls could stay together for another two seasons. They are a rock solid team. When they are playing to their ability, they are truly unstoppable--their passes and shots are precise, and they work together as a fluid team. For the entire season, Revolution (Hailey's and Bryan's team name) remained the number 1 team. However, their winning streak slowed after having a two week bye. Just before tournament they lost two games, which put them in 2nd place entering the tournament.  In 2nd place, the road to the championship game was more difficult. In order to make it to the championship, these girls would have to play Thursday night, Friday night, & Saturday morning.  Both Thursday and Friday were strong games for the girls. They beat their opponents 6-0, and then 7-0. 

On Saturday morning, Revolution was ready to enter the semi-finals.The girls outplayed Reign; however, the end score didn't show the results of their labors--they lost in the semi-finals. All 13 girls gathered as a team to discuss the end to their season. Tears rolled down their cheeks as they looked to my husband for reassurance. (This is where my heartstrings pulled just a bit, and where I feel Bryan demonstrated compassion.) As Bryan looked at their tear-stained faces, his voice cracked with emotion when he proclaimed, "This one is on me girls. This one is on me. Don't you dare blame yourselves. Blame me." Bryan later recounted that his heart ached as he saw the girl's disappointment. He understood their disappointment, because he felt it too. He just didn't want them walking away being disappointed in themselves. After all, they had played their hearts out, and they had had an amazing season. For these girls, it was more than just a game. These girls had put it all on the line. They put their whole hearts and souls into the game. Somehow Bryan had to reassure them that it was enough. It was his job as a coach--he had to remind them that losing a game did not define a player.  And that's exactly what he did. He knelt down and talked with them. He talked with them as a whole group--pointing out their moments of success; and then he talked to them individually--calling out individual successes of each and every player. He let them know that he was proud of them, and he then gave them hope to come out even stronger the following season. Each girl looked to him for strength, and he delivered. This was a lesson about hard work and disappointment. It was a life lesson. Sometimes in life, we don't get to choose the outcome of our situations. When this happens, there is always a silver lining--we just have to be willing to find it, and a little bit of compassion a long the way makes the search all the better.


I think this story demonstrates that when we have compassion we truly care about the people around us. We don't simply go through the motions, but we care--we love. 

Last week Amber played in sacrament meeting for the primary program. She was playing while the other girls her age were singing. She played most of the song with no hiccups; however, toward the end of the song--she slipped, and struggled to find her fingering again on the piano. She didn't quite find her place, but she kept going--she kept playing. When the song was finally over, Amber was extremely disappointed. For the rest of the meeting she cried. Bryan and I kept trying to encourage her from afar; however, there was no consoling her. When the program was over, she ran to my side and buried her head in my shoulder. As her little frame shook with disappointment, I reassured her that she did a great job, and that I was proud of her. My eyes filled with tears, and soon both Amber and I were crying on each other's shoulders. She looked up at me, and said, "Mom, if you think I did such a great job, then why are you crying?" I looked back at her, and said, "My heart hurts for you--you are sad, and that make me sad." I truly did think she did a great job. I was proud of her; however, just as Bryan loved his soccer girls, and his heart broke for their disappointment--my heart broke for Amber's disappointment.

  I was filled with compassion towards her. I truly cared about how she was feeling. However, the compassion didn't end with my tears. As Amber and I were deep in conversation, several ward members began approaching Amber to offer her words of encouragement. In fact, we were overwhelmed by the support offered by our ward--hugs were given, encouragement was offered, and by the end of that day--Amber felt reassured and confident. I attribute that confidence to the compassion of our ward members--for seeing a child in need of some love, and offering it to her. 

Isn't that what we promise in our baptismal covenant? Don't we promise to mourn with those that mourn? Comfort those that stand in need of comfort? 

I guess I think compassion means that we live up to our baptismal covenants. We love those around us--we truly love them--just like the Savior would do.

Primary Program and Testimony Meeting

Amber’s Testimony



Amber played in the primary program to accompany the Activity Day girls. She accidentally played the introduction toward the end of the song. However, despite her fumble, she kept playing; however, she was totally heartbroken. Bryan and I kept giving her the thumbs up sign throughout the rest of the program, but she couldn't seem to get control of her tears. (She is a bit of a perfectionist.) After the program, the ward members congratulated her over and over and over and over and over again... She heard time and time again how spiritual her playing the piano made the meeting. She was given notes after primary congratulating her on a job well done. One note read, "I felt the spirit when Amber had the courage to continue playing the piano. I felt her playing was beautiful!" Another person wrote that their favorite song was the song Amber played, because Amber did such a great job on the piano. telling her how amazing her playing was, and how much it touched those present. 

Today, during testimony meeting, Amber got up and bore testimony of the power of prayer. Her voice cracked as she explained that she prayed during the primary program--after making a mistake on the piano, that she could feel peace. She explained that after the program, the ward members came to her rescue by congratulating her, and encouraging her. She bore testimony that she knew that the ward members were an answer to her prayers. 


When Amber finished bearing testimony about the power of prayer, a sister from our ward bore testimony about the power of prayer and Amber being an answer to her prayer. In last month's testimony meeting, Amber bore testimony that priesthood blessings can answer prayers--she had already shared this experience in a past testimony meeting, so I was somewhat surprised when she shared it again; however, I kept my surprise to myself, and I am so glad that I did. Sister Eldredge stood up and bore testimony that Amber's testimony last month was an answer to her prayers. She had been praying for guidance, and much needed direction when Amber's testimony of the power of priesthood blessings entered her mind. Feeling it to be an answer to her prayer, she chose to receive a priesthood blessing, which she felt helped her to make a needed decision in her life.

Heavenly Father truly is aware of each of us. He loves us and He desires to send us blessings. If we can be in tune with the Spirit, we can be an answer to someone else's prayer. The ward member's were an answer to Amber's prayer, and Amber was the answer to Sister Eldredge's prayer. After church I asked Amber about baring her testimony the previous month, and she said she was just so impressed to say what she did.

Monday, November 10, 2014

The Friend

 HOLDING TIGHT TO THE IRON ROD


Amber loves The Friend magazine. She reads from it all of the time. In fact, this last spring she excitedly announced that she had read all of The Friend magazine's through the year I was born. And since that time, she has read all of The Friends that she can access through our electronic device. Every morning Amber's routine includes a chapter of scripture study along with a story from The Friend...or so we thought.

For Monday night's Family Home Evening, we had a discussion about the iron rod, and the importance of "holding to the rod". All of the kid's were blindfolded as they passed through different obstacles while holding to a homemade rod. When Amber got to the end of the rod towards the Tree of Life, I tempted her with everything that was in me (I was playing the role of Satan for our object lesson). Even I was surprised as I cried out in desperation--almost convincing myself that Amber should listen to me, and let go of the rod. After this experience, Amber admitted that my voice was so convincing--so much so that she wanted to let go of the rod, because she trusted me, and knew that I wouldn't lead her astray. We talked about how people we know and love can also believe differently than us, and if we do not have a testimony--we too, can be tempted. In our discussion, Bryan promised the kids that if they were having daily prayer and scripture study, Satan could have no control over them. He told them that we open the door to temptation when we allow ourselves to miss even one day of scripture study and prayer. He said that one day could be justified into two days, and pretty soon we could find ourselves struggling spiritually. During this discussion, I was sure Amber was feeling the spirit as she peered intently in my direction, so I asked her to share what she thinking. To my surprise, her beautiful brown eyes filled with tears, and she asked to speak with Bryan and I after the lesson. My mind reeled. What could Amber possibly need to discuss?

After the other two were tucked into bed, Amber began to cry as she admitted that sometimes rather than reading her scriptures in the morning, she reads two stories from The Friend. Amber's face was filled with absolute concern. I could see her desire to choose the right simply shining through her eyes. My heart melted. I was so grateful that this was Amber's concern, and I found myself repressing a smile. My heart filled with joy as I saw Amber as a true disciple of Christ. Her example to choose the right touched my heart, and I said a prayer of gratitude. Bryan and I quickly reassured her that we believed that The Friend was also the word of God. We told her that she had not sinned. We told her that she was a beautiful daughter of God, and that God was pleased with her desire to read both The Friend and her scriptures. We encouraged her to not allow The Friend to replace her scriptures study; however, we were pleased at her pure desires.

I never want to forget Amber's example of holding to the rod. I never want to forget her desire to choose the right. I never want to forget Amber's love for the Savior.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Perceptions

Pajamas and Pigtails


It is pajama day at school today (in honor of Red Ribbon Week). When Hailey woke up, she was building her courage to wear pajama pants. However, both her sister and I asked about her attire and she waffled. It wasn't my intent to cause her to question. I was simply wanting to know which pajamas she preferred. I really wish she would have worn them. I think it is a goal of every mother as well as a personal lifelong lesson to teach her children and herself that it doesn't matter what other people think. I hate that we sometimes base our actions on what we feel others may perceive. This is the exact reason Hailey didn't want to wear her pajama pants.

When I was in high school I had a friend who made fun of a girl because she was wearing pigtails in her hair. To spite him, I wore pigtails the next day. I remember feeling awkward, and worrying about what others were thinking; however, I wanted to prove a point that it really didn't matter what people thought. I remember him being shocked, and teasing me for trying to prove a point. I remember him saying, "Carrie, what are you doing? Why are you wearing pigtails? Stop trying to prove a point." However, the point was made--he knew it, and I knew it. We should act in a way that is right by ourselves and right by the Savior--nobody else matters. 

I know my children are aware of the opinion that counts. I know that they seek after His opinion above anything else. I am not worried about them in this respect. I do; however, feel that we need to fight the temptation to conform our actions to the crowd's opinion. We should act according to our own conscience. 

Life Lessons



SOCCER


There have been a lot of life lessons this year with soccer. Bryan decided to coach this year, so this group of girls could stay together for another two seasons. They are a rock solid team. When they are playing to their ability, they are truly unstoppable--their passes and shots are precise, and they work together as a fluid team. For the entire season, Revolution (Hailey's and Bryan's team name) remained the number 1 team. However, their winning streak slowed after having a two week bye. Just before tournament they lost two games, which put them in 2nd place entering the tournament.  In 2nd place, the road to the championship game was more difficult. In order to make it to the championship, these girls would have to play Thursday night, Friday night, & Saturday morning.  Both Thursday and Friday were strong games for the girls. They beat their opponents 6-0, and then 7-0. They were determined to win, not only for themselves, but also for another team. The Outlaw's had played earlier in the week, and due to some poor calls, they had been eliminated for the time being. Our team was determined to put the Outlaw's back into the tournament. Bryan encouraged the girls to beat their opponents for this other team. The girls didn't disappoint--they succeeded in two shut-out games--securing a spot for the Outlaw's team. When they played with that goal in mind, they were unbeatable. It was simply amazing to watch them. (When they played for the Outlaw's, these girls were not focused on themselves--sure, they wanted to win for themselves, but they also wanted to win for someone else. It was a lesson on teamwork and sportsmanship and charity.)  I am proud of Revolution. By helping another team make it to the championship game, they proved what kind of team they truly are--a team with class.

On Saturday morning, Revolution was ready to enter the semi-finals, and this time they were playing for themselves.  The girls outplayed Reign; however, the end score didn't show the results of their labors--they lost in the semi-finals. All 13 girls gathered as a team to discuss the end to their season. Tears rolled down their cheeks as they looked to my husband for reassurance. As Bryan looked at their tear-stained faces, his voice cracked with emotion when he proclaimed, "This one is on me girls. This one is on me. Don't you dare blame yourselves. Blame me." Bryan later recounted that his heart ached as he saw the girl's disappointment. He understood their disappointment, because he felt it too. He just didn't want them walking away being disappointed in themselves. After all, they had played their hearts out, and they had had an amazing season. For these girls, it was more than just a game. These girls had put it all on the line. They put their whole hearts and souls into the game. Somehow Bryan had to reassure them that it was enough. It was his job as a coach--he had to remind them that losing a game did not define a player.  And that's exactly what he did. He knelt down and talked with them. He talked with them as a whole group--pointing out their moments of success; and then he talked to them individually--calling out individual successes of each and every player. He let them know that he was proud of them, and he then gave them hope to come out even stronger the following season. Each girl looked to him for strength, and he delivered. This was a lesson about hard work and disappointment. It was a life lesson. Sometimes in life, we don't get to choose the outcome of our situations. When this happens, there is always a silver lining--we just have to be willing to find it. 

To be honest, I am grateful that our team lost. We have been in the championship game ever since we became REVOLUTION. It was almost an expectation that we would make the championship game--not only from ourselves, but from the other teams as well. Losing in the semi-finals was a good lesson on losing with class. A member of the Outlaw team said it like this:  "Not everybody can win, but when you lose, its how you lose that makes you a winner."
 She is absolutely correct. It's okay to be disappointed, but then we must pick ourselves up despite the disappointment. We must put a smile on our face. We must congratulate the other team. We must hold our heads high. Losing with class is just as important as winning with class. Besides that, when you do your best--you are always a winner.

On Sunday, the day after the tournament, I was teaching a lesson on "Coming Unto Christ", and my mind made a correlation with my church topic and soccer. I couldn't help but thinking of all the time and effort that went into practicing and playing soccer. Two nights a week and every Saturday for two months, was consumed by soccer.  Behind the scenes, a coach prepared game plans, line ups, and practice drills. Hours and hours of effort was put into a game. As I was preparing my thoughts on "Coming Unto Christ", my mind wondered what it would be like if we put as much time and energy into knowing Christ as we put into playing a game. I had an epiphany on the things that matter most in our lives. Was I putting enough time and effort into the things that were most important? If not, what should I change?



Tuesday, September 9, 2014

The Faith of a Parent



As I was thinking of all that I lack when it comes to parenting, I remembered this post from my scripture blog. I felt like preserving it on this blog as well. It is a reminder to me in whom I should trust.

I love that an angel comes to Alma because of others' prayers. To think that I may pray for something so momentous, to think that my faith as a parent can truly make an impact on my children, gives me reassurance. My parenting doesn't have to be one sided. The Lord wants me to be in partnership with Him. I think--too often, I feel alone in my parenting, or for that matter--anything else. When I turn inside myself, I am somewhat alone. The Lord is always there, but unless I choose to access Him in my life His influence isn't as strong. As I pray to Him, I develop a partnership with God. He can then help me in all of my endeavors--no matter what our struggle might be! 

Right now my little guy is struggling in school. He has started a learning program, which takes an hour every single day practicing drills. This program helps him process better--it's a way of "fixing" his processing. In the process of "fixing", my patience is often at the surface. These drills are not easy. They take a lot of time, and they quite often have to be simplified, and broken down. On top of that, we just started school, and Jacob is required to do a lot of homework. Last night we spent two hours on homework in addition to Jacob's learning technics. What would take some kids only an hour to complete--takes Jake double. He tries extremely hard, and his heart is in it--he just can't seem to process as fast. By the end of our two hour homework scenario, I was mentally done for the night; however, I wasn't physically done. I was still staring into an hour of learning technics as well. It was 8:30 pm--his bedtime, and we were not done. My mental sanity was definitely shaken. I needed the Lord more than ever. I needed Him to help me stay sane, but more importantly to help me be patient with a beautiful child that was truly trying his best. I wish I could say that I was the ultimate example of patience. After I tucked Jacob into bed, I went into his room to love and kiss on him. I told him how proud I was of him, and how sorry I was that I was frustrated. As I was speaking with my little boy, and looking into his beautiful eyes, I knew I needed God. I knew I couldn't do it alone. Kissing him goodnight, I began a prayer to my Heavenly Father. My prayers were prayers of pleading. They were prayers that ache. My heart truly desires to "be" the "best" mom ever! To be honest, I am not even sure what "the best mom" entails. If I could list a few of  her talents, I would list a mom with ultimate patience, a mom with a listening ear, a fun mom, a caring mom, an in-tune mom, a spiritual mom..., and the list continues.  Some of these things, I feel I am accomplishing; however, I am definitely  not accomplishing all of it. The thing is: I don't have to. We don't have to. I truly believe that we must do our best, give everything we have--and then we must pray like it will make up all the difference, because I honestly believe it will. It did for Alma.

Mothering

My Sweet Little Boy. I'll love him forever. I like him for always. As long as I am living, my baby he'll be.




Oh, My heart Melts. (Picture taken a few years ago.)

This blog is titled, "My Journey of Becoming" because I have so much to learn, to do, to grow. Some days I wish I was perfect, but if I was perfect, then I wouldn't need the Savior, and part of my "becoming" is needing my Savior. My journey of becoming has taken me down many paths. In every season of my life, I have been given lessons, and before the next lesson begins--I must learn from the previous. Right now I am in the season of motherhood. Some of the lessons I am learning are full of joy. I have never had more joy than I have had as a mother. And some of the lessons I am learning are difficult. I have never felt my heart anguish more than I have as a mother. And yet--I am grateful. I am grateful for the "lessons" my Heavenly Father seems to feel I need. He is creating my own personal "becoming" journey. My trials and "lessons" help me to grow--they help me to "become".

My little boy struggles with school. Every day we get up and we work on different techniques to help him in his learning. We spend 20 minutes in reading, we review word rules, we review sight words, and we practice flash cards. In addition to my "learning program" (especially designed by me), we are also in a paid learning program that takes at least 1 hour every day. Jacob doesn't get out of school until nearly 4 o'clock, so we do our best to accomplish most of this prior to school starting. Sometimes the effort and the stress of all our learning truly overwhelms me. I especially feel overwhelmed when Jacob seems to be having an "off" day. There are those days when his reading is barely audible, its more halting than normal, and his focus simply isn't there. In these moments, all of our many hours of work seem to be for naught. I feel frustrated. I want to persuade him through my words to pay attention and remember what we have learned; however, no matter how many times I try this technique--it fails. As I envision myself, begging him to focus or to pay attention, I shake my head at myself. What am I thinking? How is my demanding going to create the results I want? I feel myself wondering if all the hours we are working are perhaps for nothing? I feel hopeless. I wonder what more I can do... I am overwhelmed.

Today was one of those mornings. Jacob simply couldn't read this morning. All of the rules that we have studied were simply lost in oblivion--these rules were no longer present for our taking. My frustration was real. My sense of being overwhelmed threatened to overcome me. I was/am at a complete loss as to what I could/can do more? As I drove home from dropping him off at school, I hung my head and cried. I cried because I want an alternative technique to success then demanding success. I cried because I don't know what else to do. I cried because I am overwhelmed. I cried because I can hear Jacob's teachers in my mind reminding me how far behind Jacob is in his reading. I cried because I worry for him socially when he has to stay in from recess to get things done. I truly want my child to experience success--all parents desire this for their children. And so I cried.

And as I cried, I turned to prayer, and a window of hope opened before me. I don't know when Jacob and I will see the end to his struggles, but I do know that if I turn to my Savior, He will carry us through. He can help us overcome. I do know that He loves me, and He loves Jacob. I know that just as I want Jacob to succeed, so does He. I also know that sometimes these struggles are for our good. Sometimes these struggles are the very essence of our "becoming". Not only my "becoming", but also Jacob's "becoming". I quite often want to pray these struggles away, and perhaps--I will. However, before I can officially say good-bye to this trial, I must first learn the lesson my Savior wants me to learn. Before I can pray for an end there is more for us to do. Spiritually speaking--this is for our good. Temporally speaking--this is for our good. With this understanding, I have a choice. I can either choose to endure it well by seeking my Savior through the trials of the moments, or I can continue to falter by seeking my own strength.

I truly believe that we will overcome, and when we come out on the other end of this trial, we will both be better people. It is also my hope--Jake and I will become closer. However, that closeness will only come if we can both learn to endure it well through loving patience and kindness.

Counting our struggles will only make things worse. We've been counseled to "count our blessings", because it is through our blessings that we see God's hand in our life. When we choose to see the positive, our blessings outshine our struggles.

And so with an effort to count my blessings, I am going to look on the positive side of things:

I am so blessed. I love my little man with all of my heart. He is my little friend. He is my little buddy. Every day I get the chance to laugh, and it's all because of him. He makes me a better person. I cherish our moments together. Life may sometimes be a bit frustrating when we have to work so hard on our struggles, but those struggles do not compare to the love I feel for this little boy! Here's a list:

~Jacob is learning the meaning of hard work.
~I am learning the power of patience.
~Jacob and I are making progress.
~We are building a relationship.
~Heavenly Father is making us what He wants us to become.
~Hard work, Testimony, Strength of Character, Perseverance are things Jacob can be learning through this.
~If I am humble and Seeking my Savior, I can be shaped into something better too.
~We love each other.
~We are becoming quite a team.
~We have seen progress.
~We are still making progress.
~Small steps are better than no steps.
~Jacob will always know how much his mommy loves him.
~Jacob has my heart.
~Jacob is an amazing example of what it means to love.
~Life is good when we laugh through the hiccups.

I keep thinking of one of my favorite books, which reads: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always. As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.

Inspiring Video on Being a Mom

I love this boy with all of my heart! I may feel like it is a trial as we work through his dyslexia, but in all reality it truly is a blessing. It's hard for me to work so hard with him, and feel like we don't make a ton of progress. At the same time, I have a slight fear of creating change, because I just love him too much just the way he is. I do want him to succeed, so we will continue to work. I just hope his progress doesn't change his innocence and love for life!

Monday, August 4, 2014

SEEK, ENDURE, ATTAIN
Girl's Camp 2014


When we were sent here to earth, our Heavenly Father gave us the sweet gift of agency. Because we have been given the ability to choose, it is ultimately up to us to decide our final destination. I have often envisioned what it will be like to stand before my Father in Heaven and be judged for my actions here on this earth. A few months ago, I was taught a lesson on this topic. My mother-in-law entrusted my husband and I with her most prized possession—a necklace made from her mother’s wedding ring. She had left it at the cabin, and asked that we deliver it to her. Knowing how important this item was to my mother-in-law, my husband and I discussed ways in keeping it safe, and then followed through with our plan. However, when it came time to deliver the necklace to my mother-in-law, the necklace was no longer where it had been placed for safe keeping. This realization ensued several weeks of searching and praying for the lost heirloom. Throughout this time of prayer and contemplation, my soul longed for a “redo”. My mind was relentless with the “if only’s”, and the “should of’s”.  I couldn’t help but think of what I could have done, or what I should have done. In the midst of my turmoil, I was taught a lesson. One evening while contemplating the lost heirloom, my mind was opened to a new thought. In my mind I saw myself standing in front of my Savior after I had completed my time here on Earth. As I stood, my mind wondered—will I want a “redo”, or will I have done all that I could? In 2 Nephi it states, “Therefore, lift up your hearts, and remember that ye are free to act for yourselves, to choose the way of everlasting life, or the way of everlasting death” (2 Nephi 10:23). President Monson has said that decisions determine our destiny (President Monson, “Dare to Stand Alone”, Ensign, October 2011). 

The theme for camp this week is: An Island in a sea with the word sea being an acronym standing for Seek, Endure, Attain. An island represents us in our journey back to our Heavenly Home. An island stands out, an island is immoveable, and an island weathers the storms. In order for us to make the choices necessary to reach our ultimate goal, we must have the courage to seek the Gospel and endure the challenges of this life, and as we do so we will attain exaltation.


President Monson said, “Life’s journey is not traveled on a freeway devoid of obstacles, pitfalls, and snares. Rather, it is a pathway marked by forks and turnings. Decisions are constantly before us. To make them wisely, courage is needed… (The Call for Courage, President Thomas S. Monson, General Conference, 2004).”  


COURAGE~ SEEK AND ENDURE
Each of us will face choices that will require the courage. This last year my daughter switched schools just as she was entering Middle School. She had always attended school in the Boise School District; however, we felt impressed to switch her to her designated school district, so rather than attending West Junior High with the majority of her friends, she attended Lake Hazel. Right from the beginning, there were blessings to our switch—the greatest blessings were perhaps the young ladies who did reach out to her, and included her in their group of friends. Despite these friendships however, she still felt much like a new student. That is why it was so difficult for her when her Life Skills teacher announced that the class would be watching a movie that Hailey knew she shouldn’t watch. With pounding heart, a bit of dread, and a silent prayer, she shot her hand in the air determined to not watch the movie. She explained to her teacher her standards, and asked if there was something else that she could do. The teacher insisted that the movie wasn't inappropriate, and further stated that she wouldn't ask her to watch something that wasn’t beneficial to her learning. With determination, Hailey again asked if there was something else she could do? The teacher—a bit annoyed—excused her from the class. As she stood to leave, one student said, “Come on…it’s just a movie”, while others didn’t comment, but looked at her as if she were over-reacting. A bit embarrassed Hailey excused herself, and then began counting the minutes until Life Skills would be over. That night Hailey came home to tell me of her courage. As she told her story, tears rolled down her cheeks—she so desperately wanted friends, but she also wanted to choose the right. President Monson said, “As we go about living from day to day, it is almost inevitable that our faith will be challenged. We may at times find ourselves surrounded by others and yet standing in the minority or even standing alone concerning what is acceptable and what is not. Do we have the moral courage to stand firm for our beliefs, even if by so doing we must stand alone?”  (Thomas S. Monson, “Dare to Stand Alone, October 2011).
The scriptures are full of examples of courage, of men and women seeking the Lord and enduring their trials. I am inspired by the example of Noah when he had the courage to build an ark. Can you imagine his courage as he built a boat on dry land? It took Noah 120 years to build an ark. In that time, he was mocked and ridiculed. How many times in our lives are we mocked for doing what we feel is right? One of the key themes in Noah’s story that I believe relates to us, and our theme for camp is that Noah cared more about what the Lord thought, then what his peers thought. Noah was seeking the Lord. The Lord was very much a part of his life. I think of Noah’s example to stand out, to stand alone, to choose the Lord no matter the consequence, and then I think of my life—am I doing that? I think of Noah’s courage to follow through with a prompting, and then I wonder if I am doing the same?
I love the example of courage shown by David when he fought Goliath. When I was a young girl in primary, we would often have to declare our favorite scripture hero—mine was always David. Even as a young girl, my heart wanted to have enough courage to face anything the Lord required. When speaking to Goliath, David said, “Thou comest to me with a sword, and with a spear, and with a shield: but I come to thee in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom thou hast defied. [1 Sam. 17:45]. David had courage not only to fight a giant, but also courage in the Lord. He knew the Lord would help him defeat Goliath. The only possible way for David to have had such an unshakeable knowledge of the Lord’s presence in his life was for David to have allowed the Lord to be a part of his life.  Because he had been seeking the Lord, he knew he could expect the Lord to be with him. Just like David fought Goliath, we too—will face many Goliath’s in our lives. They will not be 9-foot giants, but Satan will most certainly put Goliath’s in our way in hopes of distracting us from our ultimate goal. We must do as David did—we must seek the Lord
I have always loved the courage of Esther when she faced the king on behalf of her people even when it could mean death for her. I am sure that none of us will be facing death, but how many of us have to defend who we are? In today’s world we are becoming more and more peculiar. It takes courage to stand out, to be immoveable, and to choose to be peculiar. Just like the scriptures state that Esther was born for “such a time” (Esther 4:14)—President Monson said, that “He has saved you to come to the earth ‘for such a time as this.’ With His help, you will have the courage to face whatever comes. Though the world may at times appear dark, you have the light of the gospel, which will be as a beacon to guide your way” (“May You Have Courage”, President Thomas S. Monson, General Conference, April 2009). I like how President Monsoon said that “with His Help”; we will have the courage (“May You Have Courage”, President Thomas S. Monson, General Conference, April 2009). When we are seeking Him, and choosing to live by the light of the Gospel, is when we will be able to face or endure any trial that comes our way.   
There are numerous accounts of courage in the scriptures. There is the story of Moroni when he declared that he “would not deny the Christ” (Moroni 1: 2,3), the story of Daniel thrown into the Lion’s den for praying (Daniel 6), the story of the stripling warriors when they declared that “God is with us” (Alma 56:46-48), the story of Samuel testifying on a city wall (Helaman 16:1), the story of Pahoran when he declared “you have censored me, but it matterth not” (Alma 61:9), and the story of Abinidi testifying to his death (Mosiah 17).  I cannot begin to name all of the accounts of courage—these are just a few of the examples in the scriptures. As I studied the scriptures seeking courage accounts; however I noticed that every story with a positive lesson had an element of courage. Every scripture story that ended in failure or sadness was lacking that element of courage.

TESTIMONY ~ SEEK AND ENDURE
In all the scriptural accounts of courage there is a common theme—each of these heroes were seeking the Lord, and they were then strengthened to endure any trial that they faced. And so it is with us. President Monson said, “In order for us to be strong, and to withstand all the forces pulling us in the wrong direction or all the voices encouraging us to take the wrong path, we must have our own testimony” (“Dare to Stand Alone”, President Monson, General Conference, October 2011). We must seek to have a testimony in order to endure the temptations that surround us.
Elder Bednar said that, “A testimony is a gift from God and is available to all of His children. Any honest seeker of truth can obtain a testimony by exercising the necessary “particle of faith” in Jesus Christ to “experiment upon” (Alma 32:27) and “try the virtue of the word” (Alma 31:5), to yield “to the enticing’s of the Holy Spirit” (Mosiah 3:19), and to awaken unto God (see Alma 5:7)” (“Converted Unto the Lord”, David A. Bednar, General Conference, October 2012). Therefore, as we seek, and experiment upon the word—we build our testimonies, and as we build our testimonies—we are more able to endure the trials. As we exercise our agency to choose to seek, we are making the daily decisions that build our reservoir of testimony that will help us endure the trials to come.
When I was a freshman at Ricks College, I had a professor that opened my eyes to the importance of our individual testimonies. She told us that we were all in dire circumstances, and in order to survive—we had to be willing to give up “the less important” things in life. And then, she had each of us pick from cards at the front of the room. A few of the cards were: fax machine, computer, boat, radio, iPod, email, camera … At first it seemed pretty easy to take a few things from our list, but the lesson didn’t stop at a few things. After one round, she stood again, and said people were dying—circumstances where dire, what else are you willing to give up? And then each of us was required to again choose from the list of items: close friends, sense of sight, the living prophet, church organization, priesthood blessings, immediate family, temple ordinances… I remember that as we got down to the last two items: testimony of Jesus Christ, and a living prophet; an argument broke out in our class. One girl was extremely upset at the choice that was being made by the student who was last to choose. This girl begged our teacher to have the lesson stop; however, the point of the lesson was to eliminate all but one. The student who was last to pick was choosing to remove a living prophet arguing that if we didn’t have a testimony, then we wouldn’t need a living prophet anyway. The last card was a testimony of Jesus Christ. My professor then said to the class, “If a testimony is the most important thing each of you has, then why is it so easy to spend your time in pursuit of things that are not as important”. She was right. My time was constantly filled with important things, but perhaps not as important as working on my testimony. In our process of seeking and enduring, we must have a testimony. It is our most prized possession.

In John Hilton’s book, Essential Skills in Living the Gospel, an object lesson is described on the basis of testimony, and I’d like to do it with you now:

There are many levels of testimony:

I hope it’s true . . .

I think it’s true . . .

I believe it’s true . . .

I know it’s true . . .

What if we told you that your ring finger is less flexible than your other fingers? Do you hope, think, believe, or know that is true? What is the only way to move from “hope” to “know”? We must experiment and test it out. Do the following:

1. Put your hands together, palm to palm

2. Keeping your palms together, see if you can separate your pointer fingers. Can you do it? Good, now keeping your palms together fold your pointer fingers over.

3. With your palms together and pointer fingers folded over, try to separate your pinkey fingers. Can you do it? Good. Now fold those over.

4. What about your thumbs, and your middle finger? Good. Fold those over.


5. Now with your palms firmly pressed together and all your fingers folded over except your ring finger, try to separate your ring fingers from each other. Interesting, isn’t it?

So how many of you now “know” your ring finger is less flexible than your others? Gaining a witness of spiritual things is much the same: When we first experiment and act in obedience, then the testimony comes.
Give students the options of some “experiments” they could try (or let them come up with their own). Experiments like, “Say 10 nice things to your mother today,” “Write in your journal every day this week,” etc. so that they can do something and increase their testimony of those principles as a result.



ATTAIN

In each and every one of our lives’ we will have trials.  It is what we do with those trials, which will make all the difference, One of the greatest trials of my life happened when I was a teenager. When I was 17, my elder brother drowned in the Snake River. I still remember vividly the days we spent on the banks of the river searching for his body. I felt like I was in a dream, and that at any moment I would wake up. After three days of searching, his body was found and identified. The process of picking out a casket, and talking about a funeral left me feeling numb to my reality. Despite my unbelief at my situation, I felt an unmistakable peace and reassurance—I knew the Savior was carrying me.  However, as the time drew nearer for the viewing, that feeling of peace began to dissipate for me. I still remember my father pulling me from the viewing line, tears rolling down my face, and admonishing me to SEEK peace. I don’t remember where I went in the funeral home, or much about what happened surrounding my prayer, but I do remember reading in Matthew 11: 28-30. “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your soul. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” As I prayed and read the scriptures, peace began to fill my heart once again. I named this scripture my “Eric Peace Scripture”, and every time I struggled, I would again turn to this scripture and remind myself to seek the Savior. As we seek the Lord daily, and build our testimonies of faith—we will be better able to endure our trials. Because I had a strong testimony of the plan of salvation, I was able to endure. This was not the case for all of my family.
Sister Dalton said, "Take a few minutes to envision where you want to be in one year or two or five. Then take action to prepare yourselves. People don't just run a marathon when they decide to do it. They must train daily, slowly building stamina and endurance to run the 26.2-mile distance. So it is with life. It is daily diligence…that will help you reach your goals. Your daily decisions will influence generations" (Elaine S. Dalton, "Press Forward and Be Steadfast," Ensign, May 2003, p.105). Are we courageously seeking the Lord? Are we choosing daily to courageously endure? If so, there will come a day when we will pass through on the other side of our trials, and we will be on the pathway to eternal life.

It is my prayer that we will be like an island. Let us stand out, be immoveable, and weather the storms of life with courage, and then someday as we stand in front our Savior to be judged—we will not desire a “redo”. As we seek and endure—we will attain. I have a testimony of these truths. I know that our Heavenly Father loves us. I know that He wants us to succeed. I know that this Gospel is true. I know that when we live by its teachings, we are blessed. I know it, because I have lived it! I have experimented on the word.


BE STRONG and of GOOD COURAGE
First Girl's Camp Talk...

When we were sent here to earth, our Heavenly Father gave us the sweet gift of agency. Because we have been given the ability to choose, it is ultimately up to us to decide our final destination. I have often envisioned what it will be like to stand before my Father in Heaven and be judged for my actions here on this earth. A few months ago, I was taught a lesson on this topic. My mother-in-law entrusted my husband and I with her most prized possession—a necklace made from her mother’s wedding ring. She had left it at the cabin, and asked that we deliver it to her. Knowing how important this item was to my mother-in-law, my husband and I discussed ways in keeping it safe, and then followed through with our plan. However, when it came time to deliver the necklace to my mother-in-law, the necklace was no longer where it had been placed for safe keeping. This realization ensued several weeks of searching and praying for the lost heirloom. Throughout this time of prayer and contemplation, my soul longed for a “redo”. My mind was relentless with the “if only’s”, and the “should of’s”.  I couldn’t help but think of what I could have done, or what I should have done. In the midst of my turmoil, I was taught a lesson. One evening while contemplating the lost heirloom, my mind was opened to a new thought. In my mind I saw myself standing in front of my Savior after I had completed my time here on Earth. As I stood, my mind wondered—will I want a “redo”, or will I have done all that I could? Thankfully, my time here on Earth is not over—I still have time to prepare for the moment in which I stand before my Father in Heaven. With this thought in mind, I stand and ask a question—what will we do with our time here on Earth? In 2 Nephi it states, “Therefore, lift up your hearts, and remember that ye are free to act for yourselves, to choose the way of everlasting life, or the way of everlasting death” (2 Nephi 10:23). The decisions we make will determine our destiny (“Dare to Stand Alone”, President Thomas S. Monson, Ensign, October 2011). President Monson has stated, “Life’s journey is not traveled on a freeway devoid of obstacles, pitfalls, and snares. Rather, it is a pathway marked by forks and turnings. Decisions are constantly before us. To make them wisely, courage is needed…” (“The Call for Courage”, President Thomas S. Monson, General Conference, 2004).

Joshua 1:9 states, “Have I not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest” (Joshua 1:9).

This scripture has become a motto for me and my family. Tonight, I would like to take the three different parts of this scripture, and discuss them in greater detail. I truly believe as we have courage, as we move forward with faith rather than fear, and as we allow God to be a part of our lives, we will be choosing the pathway of eternal life.

BE STRONG AND OF A GOOD COURAGE

In the last general conference, President Monson spoke on courage when he said, “’Courage comes in many forms. Wrote the Christian author Charles Swindoll: ‘Courage is not limited to the battlefield…or bravely catching a thief in your house. The real tests of courage are much quieter. They are inner tests, like remaining faithful when no one’s looking …like standing alone when you’re misunderstood.’ … I would add that the inner courage also includes doing the right thing even though we may be afraid, defending our beliefs at the risk of being ridiculed, and maintaining those beliefs even when threatened with loss of friends or of social status. He who stands steadfastly for that which is right must risk becoming at times disapproved and unpopular.”

The choice to hold onto our values even when it could mean unpopularity takes courage. Each and every day we make choices. President Monson said, “All of our choices have consequences, some of which have little or nothing to do with our eternal salvation and others of which have everything to do with it” (Monson, The Three R’s of Choice, November 2010). Right now in our lives’, we are surrounded by choices that can truly have an impact on our eternal salvation. Because the Lord knows just how critical some of these decisions can be, He has given us direction. The For Strength of Youth is a guidebook for our lives along with the scriptures. If these resources are used, they will guide us to make the choices leading us back to our Heavenly Father.

The scriptures are full of examples of courage. I love the example of Noah when he had the courage to build an ark when everyone around him was laughing. Can you imagine his courage as he built a boat on dry land? I think of Noah’s courage to follow through with a prompting, and then I reflect on my own life and wonder if I am doing all that I am prompted to do? My niece is serving a mission in Philadelphia, and in each of her letters she speaks of a commitment she has made with the Lord to follow through with every prompting she receives—she reminds me of Noah and his courage to follow through with a prompting despite being ridiculed. I love the example of courage shown by David when he fought Goliath. When I was a young girl in primary, we would often have to declare our favorite scripture hero—mine was always David. Even as a young girl, my heart wanted to have enough courage to face anything the Lord required. I have always loved the courage of Esther when she had the courage to face the king even when it could mean death for her. I am sure that none of us will be facing death, but how many of us have to defend who we are? In today’s world we are becoming more and more peculiar. It will take courage to embrace that peculiarity. And just like the scriptures state that Esther was born for “such a time”—I believe we are also born “for such a time” (). There is also the story of Moroni when he declared that he “would not deny the Christ”, the story of Daniel in the Lion’s den, the story of the stripling warriors, the story of Samuel on a city wall, the story of Abinidi testifying to his death. These are just a few of the examples of courage in the scriptures. Every story with a positive lesson had an element of courage. Every scripture story that ended in failure or sadness was lacking that element of courage. In a recent address given by President Monson, he said, “Decisions are constantly before us which can determine our destiny. In order for us to make the correct decisions, courage is needed—the courage to say no when we should, the courage to say yes when that is appropriate, the courage to do the right thing because it is right” (Be of Good Courage, Thomas S. Monson, April 2014 General Conference). 

BE NOT AFRAID

In order to have the courage to follow these scriptural accounts of standing alone, we must have faith in the Lord, and not be fearful of the outcome. The second part of our scripture states, “be not afraid”. When we are fearful, we allow the world to get in the way of our ultimate goal and our faith is weakened. I think I am just beginning to understand the process of fear and faith. A few weeks ago, I had an experience while at Roaring Springs, with my kids, that has broadened my understanding. 

The day my children and I decided to go was the day the management at Roaring Springs planted decoys to test their lifeguards. While we were in the Lazy River, one of those "testings" occurred. All of a sudden, a panicked lifeguard was pointing, running, and blowing on her whistle. As I turned to see what she was pointing at, I could see a lifeless toddler on the bottom of the pool. My brain went on autopilot, and I gripped tighter to Jacob as I began running towards the child's body. I'm not sure why I didn't let go of Jacob, so that I could better help the child. Jacob was on a tube, and completely fine, but my mind didn't register that I needed both of my hands to better assist the drowning child. Instead, I tried frantically to lift the body with my one remaining hand. I felt alone as onlookers watched my struggle. When the lifeguard finally arrived, she quickly pulled the child the rest of the way out of the water. It was then that I realized the child was only a mannequin—a decoy in an effort to train the lifeguard. I walked away from the lifeguard and the limp mannequin, crying silently. I was grateful to have been wearing my sunglasses. I was hoping that they were shielding my children from my grief. I kept chiding myself for being upset--all the while, grateful that it WAS a mannequin and not a real child. I think this experience was simply too close to home for me.

When I was seventeen, my brother drowned. When he died, I found myself afraid to participate in water activities. My father told me that I couldn’t allow fear to control my actions. He taught me the importance of being faithful and not fearful. He taught me that it was a choice. This experience at Roaring Springs took me back eighteen years to the time when my brother was pulled out of a river, and as I walked around the Lazy River at Roaring Springs, all of those fears came rushing back.

I have a little guy who has had to deal with many fears. I have prayed and pondered of ways to help him. We have spent many hours facing his fears—fears of riding a bike, fears of swimming, fears of sleeping in his own bed. For the last three years, fears have been a constant struggle for my little man. There were times when I thought we would never overcome; however, this year has been a major breakthrough for us with many of his fears. This last week we went to a family reunion in Lake Powell, and my brother-in-law—having no idea of Jacob’s struggles—complimented Bryan and I for teaching Jacob courage. He said, “You and Bryan have done an amazing job with Jacob. He’s not afraid of anything.” I had to laugh. Out loud. And then I felt a surge of gratitude for the Lord’s hand in helping us overcome. 

As Jacob has struggled with fears, I have never related his fears to me; however, after my experience at Roaring Springs, I now think his struggle has partly been for me and I’m learning powerful lessons on fear. There are two lessons I’m beginning to understand. First, I believe fear works against faith. It pulls me away from my Heavenly Father. I may not understand everything in my life, there may be uncertainties, and most definitely there will be bad things that happen--I cannot prevent that. Fearing the bad will not stop the bad from coming.

When we face our fears with faith, God is near. He has offered us that promise. We must be believing. In D&C it states, "Search diligently, pray always, and be believing and all things will work together for your good." That is what faith is all about--it is believing that no matter what happens it is for our good. That doesn’t mean that bad things won’t happen—it just means that whatever happens will be for our good.

The second lesson I am learning, is that living by faith, not fear is something I need to choose daily. When my faith is strong, I feel confident. I am able to face the difficulties of each new day. In these moments, I am seeking the Lord, I am praying, and I am making Him a part of my life. It is in these moments that I am full of faith. And then there are times when I allow my problems to overwhelm me. I feel anxious, and worried—I forget to seek the source of my strength—(my Heavenly Father)—and I react poorly to the situations in my life. I am beginning to think that these are moments of fear.

It seems to me to be contradicting when I know that the Gospel is true (Gregory Clark, “Some Lessons on Faith and Fear, BYU Devotional, May 6, 2008), and yet I have to continually remind myself to choose faith rather than fear. Let me illustrate with a story from the Bible.

On a boat, in a stormy sea—Jesus was awakened by his apostles:

“Master, carest thou not that we perish?” (Mark 4:38).

The Lord calmed the storm, and then asked them, “Why are ye so fearful? How is it that ye have no faith?”(Mark 4:40).

The disciples had sat at the Savior’s feet. They had witnessed the Savior’s power. The Savior was on the boat with them, and they knew that the Savior’s mission on earth was not yet complete; however, at that moment—it was difficult to see past the raging storm. It was explained in a BYU devotional that, “their memories of His works and His words and their hope in the future reality of His promises were not, at that moment, nearly so real to them as the storm…at that moment, the only things they had perfect knowledge of were the intensity of the storm, the fragility of their boat, the depth of the water, and their distance from the shore. At that moment their mortal senses were filled with fear: They could see and hear and feel the threat of their circumstances” (Gregory Clark, “Some Lessons on Faith and Fear, BYU Devotional, May 6, 2008).

The BYU devotional further explains that we know the gospel of the Restoration is true, but what we don’t know is how or when our trials will be resolved. The Lord has promised us that He will be with us, but at times—living in the day to day moments—it is easy to be uncertain (Gregory Clark, “Some Lessons on Faith and Fear, BYU Devotional, May 6, 2008).

Every day we have choices where we can choose to be fearful of the outcome, or we can choose to have faith. Let me illustrate with a personal story. A few years ago I backed into a dear friend’s brand new car. I found myself consumed with thoughts of expenses. Expenses of higher insurance rates and of fixing her car—even a little bump can cost several hundreds of dollars, or even thousands. One evening I was lamenting my concerns to my husband when he said, “Carrie, where is your faith?” I have to be honest—previous to his comment—I had never considered it a matter of faith; however, as soon as it was suggested, I knew I had not been faithful. Immediately, I repented, and I chose to have faith that it would all work out.

When President Hinckley spoke at his wife’s funeral he said, “It isn’t as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don’t worry. I say that to myself every morning. It will all work out. . . . Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us. . . . If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers” [Gordon B. Hinckley, quoted in Latter-day Counsel, “Excerpts from Addresses of President Gordon B. Hinckley, ”Ensign, October 2000, 73; see also “Put Your Trust in God, “Ensign, February 2006, 63].

The Lord is with us! The last part of Joshua 1:9 states, “the Lord thy God is with thee” (Joshua 1:9). I can’t even begin to put into words what our Savior has done for us. Our Savior understands everything we have ever, and will ever experience. President Holland said that His journey was the “loneliest journey ever made” (None Were with Him, Jeffrey R. Holland, April 2009). Not only did his disciples slowly diminish in their support, but Elder Holland also said that the “Father briefly withdrew from Jesus the comfort of His personal presence. It was required, indeed it was central to the significance of the Atonement, that this perfect Son who had never spoken ill nor done wrong nor touched an unclean thing had to know how the rest of humankind—us, all of us—would feel when we did commit such sins. For His Atonement to be infinite and eternal, He had to feel what it was like to die not only physically but spiritually, to sense what it was like to have the divine Spirit withdraw, leaving one feeling totally, abjectly, hopelessly alone” (None Were with Him, Jeffrey R. Holland, April 2009). 

Sisters, the Savior understands everything we experience, and because he understands—we will never be alone. President Holland said that “one of the great consolations…is that because Jesus walked a long, lonely path utterly alone, we do not have to do so” (None Were with Him, Jeffrey R. Holland, April 2009).

When my brother passed away, I had moments where I felt the Savior’s presence, and moments when I felt completely alone. Right after we found my brother’s body, my entire family felt a great peace and reassurance. We knew that a greater force was with us during that time. However, as the time drew closer for the viewing, that feeling of peace began to dissipate for me. I remember standing in the viewing line as people progressed to the coffin, and crying. I was positioned at the beginning of the viewing line, and so by the time the people who came to support our family would reach my parents at the end of the line, my parents were doing a lot of consoling. After a while, my father pulled me aside. He told me that I needed to somehow find peace with our circumstances. He asked me to go pray, and seek the Savior. I don’t remember where I went in the funeral home, or much about what happened surrounding my prayer, but I do remember reading in Matthew 11: 28-30. It reads, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your soul. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” As I prayed and read the scriptures, peace began to fill my heart once again. I named this scripture my “Eric Peace Scripture”, and every time I had a moment of struggle, I would again turn to this scripture and remind myself to seek the Savior.

Just like we must choose to be courageous, and we must choose to be faithful—we must choose to turn to our Savior. As we do so, we will be carried through our trials. Sister Dalton said, "Take a few minutes to envision where you want to be in one year or two or five. Then take action to prepare yourselves. People don't just run a marathon when they decide to do it. They must train daily, slowly building stamina and endurance to run the 26.2-mile distance. So it is with life. It is daily diligence…that will help you reach your goals. Your daily decisions will influence generations" (Elaine S. Dalton, "Press Forward and Be Steadfast," Ensign, May 2003, p.105). I bear testimony that as we choose daily to be courageous, to choose faith over fear, to choose to seek the Savior, we will ultimately reach our goal of eternal life.

I know that our Heavenly Father loves us. I know that He wants us to succeed. I know that this Gospel is true. I know that when we live by its teachings, we are blessed. I know it, because I have lived it! I have experimented on the word.