Card Canyon Hike

Blessed be to The Lord because he created the most beautiful hike in the world! My favorite place. A place where I can feel so much peace and love for nature and The Lord. It's a place I go to when I need space away from the world. This world is so hard and being away from it if only for a few short hours is a trip I'm willing to take every chance I get. It's helped me realize the importance of the simple stuff. The little things that will matter later later on in life. I'm so grateful for it! I'm so grateful I've discovered a solstice peaceful place for myself to get closer to the Lord.

     So many things have happened these last few weekends that I really haven't had a chance to write them down. I'll do that if not for anyone else than for myself so I can look back and remember these moments.

1. I'm turning in my Mission papers

2. I got to skype my brother (he's in Ireland on his mission)

3. My love life is nothing

4. I'm moving back to layton

     Neat experience that I had leading towards my final decision to serve The Lord. I was hope for Easter weekend and my mom is a ward mission leader or something like that, so she works with the sister missionaries a lot. Well they called Saturday morning to see if my mom would go teaching with them, but she wasn't home. I wasn't even thinking about this before I said it, but I just got this feeling and thought that I should volunteer myself to go with them if they couldn't find anyone. So I did so and I know it was the spirit directing me to the answers to my questions. I didn't hear back from them, but they showed up at my house as my cousin was visiting with me. It was really awkward at first...then I got over if and changed my attitude. I was so sxcited to go with them. At this point I think it was the spirit that I was feeling and I just wanted to keep that. Ha the lesson was a total faile! The old grouchy neighbor of mine was too prideful and attacking the sister missionaries that I was getting really upset with him. So one of the sister's just cut the lesson after 30+ minutes of him ranting on and on about different religions, books that we should read, movies that we NEED to go see, and debates ( more him debating with himself). Boy did I get really fired up with him. 

     It was a great experience none the less. Walking out I felt really excited about serving and possibility going on a mission. The closer we got to my house the more I knew that's what I wanted to do and it's what The Lord wanted me to do. I prayed about it the next day and I didn't really get any feeling happy warm fuzzy feeling. I didn't get an immediate answer. It's because I went to The Lord with an answer that I already knew was right, but I just needed to pray if for no other reason than to talk and connect with The Lord. I'd gotten out of doing that. I did it every once in awhile, not all the time. And I think I needed to realize that. 

     

     So I told my mother the next day and she was super excited for me. I cried while I was telling her. For fear that she wouldn't be excited for me. And more because I knew what I was telling her was right and that I needed to do it. I felt overwhelmed with the spirit. I felt loved radiating all around me. From my mom, the Lord, and those in spirit that was around supporting me with my decision. I'm so grateful for the power of prayer! I have more to learn and I'm going to because I want to.