This week I really focused on the Spirit. I feel like so many people expect that a mission is 18 months or two years of feeling the Spirit constantly and being on some floating cloud of glorious spiritual upliftment. It's not. Don't get me wrong - there are miracles and so many experiences that I have been privileged to be a part of that can't be expressed with words, but there are many hours of...not that. Many hours of discouragement and frustration and pure pleading to Heavenly Father for help. But this week - I tried to recognize the holiness of every day. Life is busy. Always. Especially life outside of a mission. Every day, each of us are faced with responsibilities and distractions, but how often do we take the time to sit back and look for the holiness in the simple things?
As I really tried to focus on it, I felt the Spirit so much stronger, and I'm able to recognize the hand of my Savior so much clearer in my everyday life. Just walking down the street, even though it's hot, dirty, smelly, I see the beauty of my surroundings, the nature, the people in their holiness.
I'm very grateful to be a part of this Gospel. It's real. I know that with the entirety of my heart.
love and miss you all!
-Sister Frame
Jacob 5:23-24

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