Monday, May 30, 2011

Taco Head

One of my friends calls me "taco head" you probably wonder why someone calls me taco head. The reason why is one day I had a migraine and my doctor said it looks like I'm all ready to eat a taco with my head tilted. (I tilt my head because I'm a little less dizzy.)

I have gotten migraines as long as I can remember. Doctors have done many tests and don't know whats wrong. It gets frustrating at times. But I am so grateful to know that our Savior Jesus Christ knows how I feel.






Our Savior knows how I feel when I have a migraine. The Savior know how you feel with whatever you are going through. Turn to him He will help and comfort you. He did not have to suffer for all our pains, afflictions, temptations and sicknesses but He did. He did it because He loves each of us and he wants to be able to comfort us and help us.


Just knowing that the Savior has felt everything that I have gone through has helped me. I know that He truly loves me. I know that He doesn't just love me but he loves everyone.

Friday, May 27, 2011

The Masters Love

While on youth.lds.org I found this article. I loved this analogy and wanted to share it.

The Master's Love
Neil L. Andersen

Watching a Frenchman and his Labrador retriever helped me to more deeply appreciate eternal relationships that are infinitely more important.

While serving as a mission president in France, I would travel with Sister Andersen once a month to the airport to pick up the arriving missionaries. On one occasion as we stood waiting outside of the baggage claim area, we met a very interesting Frenchman who was also waiting. The difference was that while we were waiting for missionaries, he was waiting for his dog.

He spoke fondly of his large, black Labrador retriever, with great affection and respect, almost as we would speak of one of our children. I could sense that he treated the animal with love and kindness. The man had been transferred to the city of Bordeaux and until he could get settled in the right apartment he had left his dog in a kennel in his previous city. Now things had been properly arranged, and the dog was arriving on the same plane as our missionaries.


In my imagination I thought of what had transpired—from the point of view of the dog. I imagined that he had been treated like a king in his master’s home. He may have been allowed to jump on the sofas and sleep on the foot of his master’s bed. Maybe he even had his own shelf in the refrigerator, stocked with his own special food.

Then one day, without any explanation, he was suddenly behind bars, in a kennel with a cement floor and steel bars, his food pushed underneath the door to his pen. If a dog could connect the events together, this dog would have wondered: “What happened? Why am I here? What did I do?” He did not realize that his master had a plan for him, that they would soon be reunited, and that in the meantime, his master was paying for his kennel and his food, ensuring that he would be kept in a warm place out of the cold. All that time his master was preparing a place for him at an even finer house in Bordeaux.

Suddenly, looking through the glass into the baggage area, we could see workers rolling out a large crate. We could hear the barking of the dog inside. I could tell he was frightened and anxious. Again, in my mind I could imagine two men arriving at the kennel one day, taking the dog, and putting him in the crate. Soon the Labrador found himself in the belly of an airplane. Again he must have wondered what was happening. I could imagine his fear.

Now, at last, the crate was in front of us. Workers opened the door, and out came the beautiful Labrador. First he was nervous. His head was up, he was alert, and he was ready to defend himself.

Someday we will return to stand before our Master. At that moment, if we have lived as we should, we will experience in person His great love.
Then suddenly the eyes of the black Labrador met the eyes of his master. Immediately, the dog’s behavior changed. His barking stopped and his tail started wagging. He jumped into the arms of his master and they embraced, a Frenchman and his dog reunited.

I have thought since that I learned two important lessons from this experience, as it pertains to our own experience here on earth.

First of all, we too are far from our heavenly home. Like the dog who went to the kennel, we are in a state that is not natural for us. And like our Labrador friend, our Father has provided everything for us, our ability to live, breathe, grow, and find happiness. In this mortal state we can learn lessons, show our faith, choose right from wrong, and remain loyal to our covenants.

Second, we are much different than the black Labrador, for we are the very offspring of God. We are sons and daughters of Heavenly Parents who love us. Through prayer we can communicate with our Heavenly Father. We are also loved by the Savior Jesus Christ, our Master, who willingly gave His life for us so that we could return to our heavenly home. He has set an example for us so that through obedience we can find our way. We also have the Holy Ghost to reassure us and to remind us about why we are here, what we must do, and what we need to learn in order to prepare for the time when we will see our Master once again.

Someday we will return to stand before our Master. At that moment, if we have lived as we should, we will experience in person His great love, and with the greatest happiness and satisfaction we will hear our Master say, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant: … enter thou into the joy of thy lord” (Matthew 25:21).

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Yellow Brick Road

The other day, at zone conference, we were discussing which is more important the end or the journey; the pot of gold or the rainbow? People brought up good points.
“The pot of gold is the end goal; that is where we are trying to get. So the pot of gold is the most important.”
“The rain bow is how you get to the pot of gold. So the rainbow is the most important.”
As we talked we decided that it truly is the process that matters. Even though the end is important our experiences our vital.


This made me think of The Wizard of Oz. How did the lion get courage? Was it the medal he received at the end that gave him courage? No it was his journey on the yellow brick road to the emerald city.


It is just like that in our life. It is that process, the journey that makes us who we are. It is true that many times we would rather just be at the end. But as I look back on my life I am grateful for the experiences I have had, even the hard ones. It is the process that makes us who we are.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Storms of Life

The Oak Tree
by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr.

A mighty wind blew night and day.
It stole the Oak Tree's leaves away.
Then snapped its boughs
and pulled its bark
until the Oak was tired and stark.

But still the Oak Tree held its ground
while other trees fell all around.
The weary wind gave up and spoke,
"How can you still be standing Oak?"

The Oak Tree said, I know that you
can break each branch of mine in two,
carry every leaf away,
shake my limbs and make me sway.

But I have roots stretched in the earth,
growing stronger since my birth.
You'll never touch them, for you see
they are the deepest part of me.

Until today, I wasn't sure
of just how much I could endure.
But now I've found with thanks to you,
I'm stronger than I ever knew.






I heard this poem the other day it reminded me of when I was serving in Murray Kentucky during some big wind storms. The wind blew so many trees over.

How can we stay strong in the winds of life?

And now, my sons, remember, remember that it is upon the rock of our Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build your foundation; that when the devil shall send forth his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea, when all his hail and his mighty storm shall beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a sure foundation, a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fall. Helaman 5:12

I know if we build upon Christ and have Him be the foundation in our life I know that we will be able to stand strong. It doesn’t mean our lives will be easy but we will be able to make it through even in the hardest time.

I know that you can find peace and comfort in this life. You can make it through these challenges. I know that the gospel of Jesus Christ will bring you peace in your life.

Monday, May 16, 2011

My not so ordinary life

I am a very ordinary girl and for 18 months I have a not so ordinary life. I have a life of a Missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

I wake up at 6:30 exercise for 30 minutes. Get ready. Study the scriptures for 2 hours. Then leave the apartment for the day.

My days are spent talking to people about our savior Jesus Christ. I share with them a unique message, a message that the gospel of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth. This message which I share brings joy to so many lives. It has brought me joy in my life. It is a message that there is a prophet, just like Noah or Moses, once again on the earth. If we follow the prophet he will guide us back to our Heavenly Father.

It isn't an easy thing to go up to strangers and start talking to them about religion. Sometimes people don't want to listen to me, they shut the door on me, their dogs attack me, and they aren't always very nice. But I do it because I have something wonderful to share with them. I do it because our Heavenly Father loves each on of His children so much and He wants everyone to hear this message. I have it so I must share it!

There are times when someone really wants to hear my message and they ask, "What do you believe?" They listen to my message and then they act upon it and do the things our Heavenly Father has asked us to. When they do this their lives change; they become closer to our Heavenly Father, which brings them happiness. It is during these times that all the hard times are worth it and I have strength to keep going.

I love being a missionary! It is definitely not what most people my age are doing and it is not easy but I love serving the Lord.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Service is about love

Service is such a simple thing; each one of us can serve others.  King Benjamin from the Book of Mormon taught "when ye are in the service of your fellow beings ye are only in the service of your God." Mosiah 2:17

I enjoy serving others there is so much joy that comes through service. As we reach out to another selflessly we truly learn to love them. I'm sure our Heavenly Father smiles when we reach out to help each other.


“Help others in their race of life. Remember that when you help another up a mountain, you are a little nearer the top yourself.”
Thomas S. Monson

I know that as we each take a little time so serve eachother we will be happier. We will be able to find stength as we forget about ourselves and look to those in need.



“It is not easy to give up our personal priorities and desires. . . . [But] ‘he who lives only unto himself withers and dies, while he who forgets himself in the service of others grows and blossoms in this life and in eternity’ (Gordon B. Hinckley, Teachings of Gordon B. Hinckley [1997], 588).”
Dallin H. Oaks