The journey just keeps getting better...

I'm in complete awe of the spiritual growth that has occurred over the last few weeks. I've been challenging myself more, demanding more of my study, and really striving to just be all around better. And while I am still so very far from perfect, I love the things that I have already learned and the changes I already find myself making.

I've been on a journey to come closer to Christ for almost a year-through reading the Book of Mormon and seeking Christ out, then reading the New Testament and learning exactly what Christ taught, and finally through climbing my own personal mountains. I just started reading a new book-21 Days Closer to Christ-and the 3rd day challenge is to reflect and remember the events that developed your testimony. I've had so very many that I don't think I could remember them all. But there is one event that keeps sticking out in my mind and I felt the need to write it down, so here goes.

Rewind to my 4th and final year of undergrad. Its in late February, early March. I woke up late for classes and on the way remembered that I was supposed to proctor an exam for the class I was a TA for. When I get to the building, there is no one there and no way for me to get access to the office with the exams. I remember running up and down the hall, freaking out-yelling internally at myself for my stupidity, and eventually crying. In the midst of my tears, I gulped out a 3 word sentence to Heavenly Father. It went something like this: 'Heavenly Father, its been a really bad day. Can you please help me get these tests? And if you can find it in your heart to also let me know whether I got into Pharmacy School, that would be great.'  Just a few short seconds later, someone came around the corner, opened the door and I proctored an exam. I went throughout the rest of my classes and work with not much more reflection on the second part of my plea. On my walk home I was thinking of random things. Along the way, my roommate Stephanie picked me up and tried to ease my bad day. We get home and I check the mail. There in the box is an envelope-a letter from the VCU School of Pharmacy. You can imagine my instant shock and anxiety and elation in finally getting something. The rest, as they say, is history. I got accepted and did 4 grueling years of pharmacy school, graduated, and am now living in Texas completing my 2 year residency.

There was a desire I had-a righteous one. And God answered my simple prayer. It was not something critical, it was not something earth shattering-but it was exactly what I needed to strengthen my faith in that moment. And looking back on it, it has really continued to bless my life.

In institute on Wednesday, Brother Facer read a quote about the righteous desires of our hearts. We were told that if we wrote down blessings we wanted pronounced upon our heads and then lived righteously, they would be fulfilled. I know this is true. Because our Heavenly Father really wants everything that is good and righteous in our lives. He granted my wish and desire to go to a good school, he granted my wish in going to a new place with a new purpose, and I have faith that all other righteous desires I have will sobe fulfilled. What a great knowledge that is.