You always know just what to say.
Seriously though, from the very first talk I knew this General Conference would be great. My mom came across a scripture the Sunday after my grandma passed away, and she got a strong impression that my grandma wanted me to read it. Well, believe it or not, that scripture talked about putting on the armor of God. And, lo and behold, the first talk was about putting on the armor of God.
I think it's safe to say that Grandma wanted me to watch Conference.
That talk about depression and other mental disorders that Elder Holland gave? (The one that Korrin so AWESOMELY blogged about already) Yeah. That was about my grandma.
Every mention of death? Yeah. That was about my grandma.
Every mention of heaven, or family, or eternal life? That was my grandma.
I love the gospel so much. I absolutely love it. I love that it pushes me to be a better person and to love everyone regardless if their choices meet up with mine. I love that feeling of peace and comfort that the Spirit brings. I love how all trials we've experienced not only refine us, but bless the lives of so many others through our experiences and testimonies. I love that God prepares us for all things before we know we're about to face them. He amazes me every day with his love and His tender mercies, and I can never thank Him or our Savior enough for everything they've done for me and those I love.
I testify that this church is the true one. And that sometimes, that's all we need to know in order to keep going. And that's okay.
Because in the end, all you have to do is look up.
~Kylie
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