"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."
This is how I feel about the Church. Today was AMAZING. The Spirit was so strong that I just started bawling. This was rather embarrassing since an attractive rm gave a talk. My Grandma just got back from her mission in Germany. She has one of the strongest testimonies ever. I can just feel her love for the gospel and for everyone around her. She has such a positive attitude about life even though it has thrown her several curveballs. She gives so much to a world that gives her so little in return. Listening to her talk really put my life into perspective. This has been a rather difficult week for me. On a blog is not the appropriate place to describe why of course. However, I will explain to whoever reads this that I have never felt so alone. I just moved into my apartment full of complete strangers. They have been wonderful roommates to me ever since I moved in but I felt like I needed an old friend. I had no one to give me a hug of comfort or really understand how I was feeling. My mom told me that I needed to talk to Heavenly Father. When I even thought about praying I realized how selfish I had been. I had only been thinking of how hard my life was when I should have been reaching out to others around me. My Grandma talked about how important charity is in our lives. Charity is such a difficult thing for me to understand. How could I ever possibly love a stranger unconditionally? When I look at my grandmother, I know that it is possible to do. I could feel the congregation basking in her unconditional love. She is such an example to me. Grandma, I love you!
