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The road to Damascus

What a joy it was to be able to watch General Conference. What a oppurtunity, these faithful men and women were truly inspired and I am greatful for their time and messages. There was a few talks that touched  my heart most closely, however there was a special feeling that came over me while listening to President Uchtdorf. Here are a few of the parts that have been running in my head this week after.


"Nevertheless, there are some who feel that unless they have an experience similar to Saul’s or Joseph Smith’s, they cannot believe. They stand at the waters of baptism but do not enter. They wait at the threshold of testimony but cannot bring themselves to acknowledge the truth. Instead of taking small steps of faith on the path of discipleship, they want some dramatic event to compel them to believe.

"They spend their days waiting on the road to Damascus."





I have personally spent quite a while waiting on my own road to Damascus and am happy to say that my journey has started anew.  I am greatful for the MANY oppurtunities that have been given to me these last 4 months to find and nurture my long burried testimony. I am already so looking foward to the October session :) good thing I have so many talks to study until then.  May we all continue forward in faith.

Springtime and new growth.

I have always said my favorite time of year was the fall, but this year I have noticed a renewed appreciation for springtime. Just in looking out my front window watching as the gloomy grey sky begins to gradually indulges us with a few breaks of sunshine,and eventually a clear blue sky filled with fluffy clouds.

 The muddy dull grass begins to green up, and flowers ever so slowly peek up from the cold soil.

New life, new birth, new growth. It is beautiful and it rreminds me that this journey we're on is not always easy...not always pretty but there is always something to look foward to. Speaking of new growth....( sorry, no, this is not a baby announcement) We, that is Bruce and I have accepted a challenge from the missionaries of our ward. We have been reading the Book of Mormon( well technically, Bruce agreed to listen to ME read it.)  So far we have made it half way through first Nephi.

We stated with the introduction and have continued from there. He has been full of questions and thus far is "listening" with great determination. I am greaful that he has opened his heart and wants to learn what has wrought such a great change in me, our marriage and our home. I am greatful for the support we have been given during this time and know that, even though we've still had to live our lives and there has been and always will be struggles, I/we have been better able to meet them with grace and courage.

For the LOVE

I use this saying quite a bit, but usually never for the right reasons. I have decided that in honor of my awesome husband I would compose a Valentines flashback of our first ever conversation titled "For the Love." Enjoy.

One day late into December 2006 I recieved an email through myspace. It said:

"Hi,  nice pic."

"Weird" I thought, I don't even know this guy. So I and my vast social skills replied with:

"Thanks. =) " 

Of course feeling that  the  =) had lent my reply the flirty yet sophisticated tone it had been previously lacking.

 Bruce followed up with a manly yet simple.

"No problem  ; ) "

and that's how our For The Love story began.


I would never have thought i'd end up with someone like him, and *GASP* almost didn't still don't know exactly what it was that drew me in. Maybe his talkative nature or perhaps it was that he thinks i'm cute and never hesitates to remind me of that. Or that he doesn't mind my obsessive need to correct people's grammar. ( It's a daily struggle, but I AM working on it )  Whatever it was, I still can't get a word in edgewise.  = D

I am so blessed to love and be loved by such a great man. I love you Bruce and will always be greatful FOR OUR LOVE.  ****For those who don't personally know Bruce,  unlike his jabberbox wife,  he is  extremely QUIET and a man of VERY few words.***

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Peace.

Peace is a funny word, and it is one I have been thinking alot about lately. It can come in many forms,can  occur at different times, and leave quicker than a blink of the eye.  I am happy to say that I am at peace. Things are happening: big, glorious, wonderful things! I am proud of myself and what I have found the strength to do. I am so very blessed to be alive. I love my husband and the support he is to me, I love my family and friends who never gave up on me. I thank you and want you to know, that I know, our Heavenly Father uses us to answer each other's prayers. Truly we have the errand of angels and I am blessed because someone listened to the spirit, because somebody prayed, because people loved. Thank you. Truly, for now through the eternities, I thank you.

Be of good courage.

 These past few months have been very hard on me and I have never in my life felt so alone. Yes, I am still happily married. Yes, I still have an amazing and fulfilling job. Yes, I get to spend time with my awesome family, and disregarding the trouble procreating, I am currently in very good health. But. Something. Was. Missing. Most of you are aware that I have a strong personality...oh, who am I kidding (no one I'd bet) I AM STUBBORN...ridiculously so. Being as such, I have spent countless hours, wasted days, weeks, months, YEARS really fighting against something I knew in my heart was true. All because somebody or a few of them  said or did some things I didn't like. I have been cowardly and spiteful. I made the decision to go back to church in late October believe it or not,  but I was too frightened to go back. So November came and went with piddly excuses I made to myself about being too tired and busy or not even knowing where to go. Then came December with more of the same, having been able to spend as much time with my family as I did this past Christmas really helped me realize what it was I wanted.

In the hereafter I want to spend lazy days walking with Bruce or playing with my nieces and nephews, I want to reminisce with my brothers and sisters about silly things we 6 did when we were younger. I want to always see my dad asleep in a chair with a smile on his face as he drifted off listening to his family at home. I want to see my mother beside herself with excitement making special time to be with all her grandchildren. I want to have my husband and hopefully the children we'll have together, always and forever.

So the time came for me to make a decision and to follow through with it and I'll tell you, I tried to test God and see if he really cared about me. I wanted Him to prove I was doing the right thing and It wasn't just going to be hard. How silly I was, I had a difficult Dr.'s appointment and was on my way back to work in tears trying to figure out why me, why us, just WHY. when in the quiet I heard " He shall strengthen your heart. all the rest of the day I used it as kind of a mantra and when I returned home that evening I looked t up.  " Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord (Psalms 31:24).

I wanted to be back at church. But, I was still embarrassed and afraid, this is when I asked Him to prove it. Oh boy did he.

At 4:30 the next afternoon I received a call from a brave woman I will forever be grateful to, who was going through her relief society roll sheet and saw my name, she didn't know me, but she decided to find out. She looked me up on facebook and found she knew my sisters, and called to get my number. THEN SHE CALLED. She asked me to her house, then she asked me to Church and FHE. I accepted, and I am so grateful that she had the courage to do this thing, which to her may have been a simple case of curiosity, but to me it answered a prayer. I am thankful to my Heavenly Father who saw my need and filled it using someone I now call friend.

Like I have oft heard. This journey I am on, it will not be easy, it will only be worth it.

 It's time for me to get right with the Lord and to finally find the strength to live the Gospel and to be an example to those around me. I know it will not be an easy journey, but it is one that with the support of those I love and who love me, I will gladly make.