'Twas the night before Christmas a year ago when I wrote, He hath made me whole, a post about my hearache of 2013 and yet what I still knew to be true.
I'm so grateful for this past year even though I didn't get to experience it as I wanted to, as a missionary. I've learned more this year about the Lords will and timing than ever before.
There is a lot I could write about this year. It's been full of all sorts of emotions. But I think I'll keep it simple-
I still believe that Jesus Christ is the reason for my peace and hope. I know it's His Atonement that gives me a way to feel whole and my knowledge of who I am to God that keeps me going while I wait to feel at peace.
I know in whom I've trusted, I know who I love most.
I know our spots will fade with faith and repentance, and that we can feel ourselves becoming more like Him.
Families are meant to be together forever...and happy.
We are all loved. Each beautiful individual has their own unique story and life of trials and joy- it's our part to remind each other of the joy. You can feel His love, and you can choose to help others feel it too through you.
Choose love and kindness. It's the only way- because it's His way.
I love you. Merry Christmas.