I am humbled by the many blessings that the Lord was so gracious to grant me this week. I was strong enough to get through my test, and paper amongst other things. I received a great e-mail from my sister as well and she seems to be doing well. My parents are doing great, as well as my grandparents.
Just the other night I had the great opportunity to help a man with his car. He needed to get to his car, and asked me if I wouldn't mind driving him over to pick it up. I really thought that this would be a good opportunity to serve, and I knew that by having a car I needed to help this gentleman. Actually he's a student here at BYU. Well upon arriving at his car, he noticed that his car had died. So we removed the jumper cables from his car and after 20 minutes he was able to return home.
All the time that we sat there waiting for the car to start, I thought about our lives here on Earth. Sometimes we have problems along the way, and we really need someone's help. The Lord is there to lift us up. I couldn't help but think about the time when the Mormon pioneers crossed the plains. I am reading in the Doctrine and Covenants, and from the stories about the members who lived through such tumultuous times. I can't imagine what they endured patiently knowing that the Lord was there, constantly there to pick them back up. The same holds true to the experiences that Joseph Smith had while in Liberty Jail. In class we studied the differences between the time that Joseph Smith entered Liberty Jail and the time when he left. He had become a much stronger person, and that is what I saw metaphorically last night, and every day in my life. I am so grateful for this gospel!
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