So I am doing it, I am transferring my records to the Single's Ward this Sunday. I am afraid I cannot deny the calling any longer. I feel really good about my decision though-I mean its so hard to leave the branch and when I told everyone on Sunday, I cried. But I also know that Heavenly Father has something more in store for me and I need to trust his answers to my prayers.

I have been very blessed recently. I made the decision to make a hearty effort to read the Ensign conference edition every morning before I go to school-granted I have only done this twice...its amazing the difference I feel. Yesterday I read Jeffery R. Holland's talk on the ministering of Angels and today I read Elder Wirthlin's talk...which just happens to be the title of my blog...

And it just makes me think about things and put them into perspective:

Losing Grandma almost a year ago (it will be a year March 8th) was probably the worst event thus far in my life. It was hard to understand Heavenly Father's reasoning and timing, which it usually is...but as I think about the blessings that have come from it, I cant help but shake my head in amazement. Because of the gravity of this loss, I spent hours on my knees begging for understanding and enlightenment. And maybe I still dont understand everything, but there is one thing I cannot deny and that is the fact that I had the full weight of Heavenly Father's love rest upon my aching soul and in those private and personal moments I knew my testimony would never waiver again.

At Christmas I had another painful event-which is still raw, but I am learning to accept the outcome-and as I read those talks all I could think to myself was, "The road is going to be hard, but take the time to laugh-COME WHAT MAY AND LOVE IT."

This doesnt come easily to me, I don't always understand. For some reason, Heavenly Father entrusts me with some of the harder trials. And at times I want to quit; at times I want to give in. But that glimpse of what will come if I endure gives me enough gusto to push through to the next trial. I am so blessed. I am so lucky. And I am grateful for the molding that is occuring within my heart and mind. Whatever he has in store, I am prepared to face it (and hopefully I can learn to do it with just a smidgen more grace)