Answered Prayers

My heart is so full as I sit down this morning to write this post-my tears of gratitude have not stopped much in the last 14+ hours. I don't even know how to express the depths of my gratitude-but I will surely try.

President Uchtdorf once said, 'Think of the purest, most all-consuming love you can imagine. Now multiply that love by an infinite amount-THAT is the measure of God's love for you.' That measure of God's love is what I have felt over and over again in my life. Its hard to admit, but there are moments where I feel I least deserve that love. Moments, where instead of turning to my Father and lying my hurts and frustrations at his feet, I instead turn away-partly out of feelings of inadequacy and partly because of fear. And in those moments, I find that the Lord wraps his arms around me and just reminds me of just how very much he loves me.

In the last 24 hours, I have felt those loving arms in full force. And the miracles that I have prayed for-for so very long-are starting to occur. I know God answers prayers. Its never on our time table-but His. I am so overwhelmed with emotions that I can't even get myself to type out a sentence. I know my Father lives. I know my Father loves me. And I know that he answers our prayers-every single one of them. I am so grateful for this.