The Book of Mormon is BOM! (Get it? It's punny...)

So, I kind of love these Mormonad things. My mom was going through some old church magazines about a week ago, and pulled out a page of like twelve of them. I think I want to have one for each post now. But I guess we'll just see. But this one made me especially happy.

I love me some Book of Mormon. I try to read it first thing when I get up. Some times that doesn't work out, like if I'm babysitting nieces and nephews or something. And during the school year, I usually end up doing it in the evening, before I start my homework. And the reason why this particular Mormonad stuck out to me, is because I have begun to think of it as just that. As treasure. As of yesterday, I was halfway through the Book of Mormon. I had started rereading it a few days before school ended. I'm not trying to brag, but this was an accomplishment that made me very happy. The Book of Mormon has become increasingly important in my life. I pretty much have always read it. It's just been a habit of mine, started probably because I used to be a way early morning person, and because we had family prayers at 5:30 in the morning. So I would wake up at 5:00 to read my scriptures. I was a crazy child. But then, I was just reading because I knew we were supposed to be reading the scriptures. Yeah, I knew they were true, but I never was like "Yay! Time to read my Book of Mormon!" And it's really only been in like the past year or so that I've gotten like that. But my solid testimony of the scriptures, especially of the Book of Mormon - like more than just knowing they were true, but experiencing their power and spirit and stuff - began during the summer before my 9th grade year.

I had done my scripture reading for the day, and it was bedtime. I said my prayers. And this particular night, I had a question. I was asking for help, because something happened, and I had no clue what to do. I was stuck, because I felt like I had done what I was supposed to, but it didn't work out the way I wanted. So, I asked for help, ended my prayer, and crawled into bed. As I was laying there, I got the impression that I should read my scriptures. At first I was like "What? No, that's silly. I already read my scriptures. I'm in bed, the light is out. I'm tired. Why would I do that?" Despite this, I found myself getting up. I turned on the light and opened my scriptures. I had no clue where to look, so I decided I would go to the story of the stripling warriors, because it's my favorite. I ended up passing it, so I was about to start flipping back towards it, but then I stopped. The reason why I had ended up going to that page was because I had a glue-in at that page, and it sort of opened up automatically at that spot. I read the glue-in and I got goosebumps. I read the verse that went with it. There was my answer, looking me in the face. Simply because I flipped too far. And that was the start.

Ever since then, I've grown very fond of my scriptures. Of course, I'm not perfect and have slacked several times. In fact, I think this might be the first summer ever that I've been reading every single day. Let's hope I didn't just jinx myself. But, they really have become a treasure to me. Because of how they have helped me. One time at a mutual, some guest speaker person said something like "The scriptures are written in the spirit's language. The more you read the scriptures, the easier it will be for you to understand the spirit." And I can testify to you of that truth. Because the spirit has become a bigger part of my life, as I've striven to read the Book of Mormon each and everyday. And not just read, but study. I keep a scripture journal by me as I read, and I try to write something down every day. Even if it's just a couple of lines. Because I know that revelation can be received through the words of the scriptures, and the words of the prophets, both ancient and modern.

Another reason why the scriptures have become my most precious treasure, is because they have brought me closer to Christ. After all, what are the scriptures? Testaments of Christ, right? On the cover of the Book of Mormon it says "Another testament of Jesus Christ." Each and every verse in there testifies of Christ, of His role in our lives, of His sacrifice, of His love. It truly is amazing.

So, moral of the story: Uncover some glorious buried treasure. Read some Book of Mormon, and uncover riches like you have never seen. Or, I guess felt, read, and learned would be better words. You can learn so much from reading every day. From studying everyday. Make a habit of it. Better now, during the summer, when you don't have crazy stress and crazy schedule to distract you. Better now when you're young, when you can make a habit of it, so you'll do it when you are even more busy, are married, or going to college, or have kids. If you don't read now, I would whole-heartily recommend reading it. If you don't have a testimony, I would plead to you to strive to gain one. Because you don't know what you're missing out on. And if you do read, and you do have a testimony, you're my hero. I love you guys! Thanks for reading.

Making progress

So today I sat down and did some Personal Progress. I've been meaning to do it for a while, but on Sundays all my good intentions fade away as I unintentionally take three hour naps. But, today, I decided I would go and do it before I even thought about sitting down on the couch of drowsiness. And...it was kind of awesome. As you all know - or, maybe you don't - my last few experiences are from the value integrity. As I've been doing this blog and studying what integrity exactly is, I've grown a great love for the word. I know, it sounds kind of nerdy, but that's ok. Because as I was finishing up some experiences, and started my last one (my LAST one! You have no idea how much that excites me!) I just felt so incredibly happy. It was just...satisfying, I guess would be a good word, to be learning about integrity, what it means and what it takes to be living a life of integrity.

Writing in my Personal Progress journal, I was reminded of how closely related integrity and virtue are. They aren't one and the same, but if you're living a life of integrity, you'll be virtuous, and vice versa. It's like faith and hope. The heart and the mind. The spirit and the scriptures. They're intertwined and almost necessary to each other.

Another thing I started thinking about as I was writing in that journal, was the changes I have been making in the past year or so. Especially since around, maybe November or December. You see, I've always been a good kid. Never really had a whole lot of problems. Pretty obedient, and did what I was supposed to. But, now, it's been like I WANT to be better. I WANT to be the best I can be. It's not just because it's what I'm supposed to do, how I'm supposed to live. It's because I have that desire. And, of course, there's times I slack. I choose some selfish things, or worldly things, over the better things. But I try not to. It's really the only reason why I feel comfortable doing this blog, if that makes sense. Because I don't want to feel like I'm bragging. I don't want this to be a show of how much I know, how good I am. Because I could name off a whole list of people who know more than me, who try harder than me, who have progressed more than me, who have changed more than me. But, I feel comfortable doing this because I'm striving to be the best I can be. And this blog is probably helping me a lot more than it's helping any of you. It helps me think things through. Pick details out instead of looking at things just generally. I'm learning how to better apply things to my own life. I'm learning the importance of integrity, and why I should be living it in my life.

In my scripture study recently, I've come across several instances where people have had a change of heart, and then because of that change of heart have gone and striven to share their experience, share the Gospel. People like Alma, both the elder and the younger, Ammon and the other sons of Mosiah, Amulek and Zeezrom, King Lamoni. And then, a week or so ago, my brother and my mom had a discussion about the Atonement. And how, if you really, truly understand it. If you've really applied it into your life, understand what Christ went through, and understand how personal it is for each and every person, then nothing is ever, ever going to stop you from sharing it. People may not listen to you, but you will have the desire to share. And you will share. People who have had that change of heart understand the Atonement so much better than others. And they're the ones who do all they can to give such great knowledge and upliftment to everyone around them. I feel like that's what I'm doing. Not because I'm awesome and know a whole lot and think you all should listen to be. It's because I've felt my heart changing. I've felt my life changing. I've been making an effort to strive to become the best I can be, to continue to improve. To have integrity and virtue, to be an example. So I want all of you to understand the things that I've learned. Because those things are awesome. They make me so happy, like nothing else can. Every time I open my scriptures, and truly study them and want to learn, I get so excited. Today, sitting down, and talking about integrity filled me with joy. And I want to share than joy with others! It's the best thing ever!

I feel like I've been all over the place with this post. But, hopefully, it all makes sense to you. Hopefully my words made it possible for the spirit to enter into your heart and testify to you. Because nothing I ever say or type is worth anything, unless the spirit is there. I'm merely an instrument in the Lord's hand, and I'm trying to let Him guide me in the way He wants. I don't know whether I'm a screwdriver or a saw, but he does, and He will use me accordingly, as long as I let Him. I just want you guys to know that I know there is no greater happiness, no greater joy, than the joy and happiness you receive from living the Gospel, and from sharing it with others. If you truly search the scriptures and desire the spirit to teach, you'll get to be a nerd like me, and get excited to read the scriptures. And it's the best thing ever. The Gospel is awesome. It makes me want to be the best I can be. It makes me want to continue to be better, to reach my full potential. I never want to just stop, to just say, "Oh, I'm doing pretty good. I think I'm worthy." No, I want to keep going, to keep making progress, to keep pushing myself a step forward, so that I will be able to look, with joy, and little or no regret, into the eyes of my Savior. I yearn for that day. And I hope I won't disappoint myself or Him.

Learn of me

I know this is probably really disappointing to hear, but this is not Beth. My name is Holly.. Beth is one of my really good friends and I am seriously so excited/honored that she asked me to do a post on her blog. Big shoes to fill, I tell ya. When Beth asked me to do this, I am not going to lie, I felt pretty inadequate. But with the help of my Heavenly Father I was able to have an amazing experience {yet really simple} experience that helped me to feel better about what I was about to do.

This morning I was in need of a little bit of spiritual TLC. I had been super sick for the past 24 hours and just wasn't feeling very up to anything- physically, mentally, and especially spiritually. Unfortunately, my illness/insanity had prevented {tempted &succeeded} me from reading my scriptures and keeping His spirit with me. I felt pretty down in the dumps- which is not like me. So I did what I needed to do and got down on my knees. I prayed with real intent and an honest, humble heart and attitude. I thanked my Heavenly Father for the things I have, the people in my life, and the blessings that he has laid upon me. I asked Him to help me feel his love and to help me heal. But the one thing I prayed for that was a reminder to me of His love- was for Him to help me overcome my temptations. And boy.. my prayers were answered. I immediately felt overcome with the spirit and I knew that He loved me. I felt invincible- like no earthly power could tear me down. My faith was turned into knowledge and a humble testimony.

Everyone has temptations and trials. Some seem bigger and harder, but in the eyes of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ they are all equally important. It is hard to define someone's trials, just as it is hard to define a person. As each son and daughter of heavenly parents is unique, has a unique story, unique past, present, future, and unique views on life, each of them has trials that are unique to themselves. Everyone is tempted to their maximum and is put through times unimaginable. Life is hard.

But we don't have to do it on our own! Isn't it great that we have someone on our side 100% of the time, that is 100% willing, and loves us 100%, no matter what? I think so, and I am so grateful for it. Heavenly Father loves each and every one of us so much that we are able to confide in him, talk with him, feel his love and spirit, and always rely on HIS example and gospel. He provides a place for us to feel comforted, loved, safe, calm, and happy.. all the time. You know where this place is? This place is in his son, Jesus Christ's, footsteps.

When we are following Christ and doing our best to be like Him, we are doing what our Heavenly Father wants and needs us to do. We are being who he wants and needs us to be. When we keep his commandments and are being Christlike, we can feel all of these things! Sometimes it is really, really hard to be everything that we should be. But if we are on the Lord's side, and if we ask Him to, He will help us to succeed. He wants us to succeed. He loves us enough to provide his mercy in order to perfect us, which is such a wonderful blessing that we are able to have! All we have to do is to let go of the world and walk in His direction.

Heavenly Father loves me. He loves you, He loves your family, your friends, your enemies, and everyone else, too. We will feel safe, happy, calm, fearless, LOVED, and comforted.. if we simply submit our lives to Heavenly Father and his teachings. I know this for a FACT and I am grateful for it every day as I work my way through my weaknesses, shortcomings, and trials.

Just to sum this all up.. I'd like to share one of my favorite scriptures...D&C 19:23

"Learn of me, and listen to my words; walk in the meekness of my spirit, and you shall have peace in me."

Basically...I know awesome people.

It's that time again! Yay! Ok, so remember how I said I was going to do two of the people I see with integrity? Well, it's time for the second one. And I'm just going straight to it. I'm going to be talking about the wonderful Audrey Warren.



Yes, the picture is slanted. That's because Colton Pitcher took that picture...haha but I kinda like it this way. But, Audrey. She's just so, so, so wonderful. She's in my lovely stake, so I've had the privilege to get to know her pretty well. And Audrey, well, she's just a rock. Like, there's no other word I can think to describe it. Because she's just so steadfast and true and, just rockish. Make sense? Ha probably not. Well, let me elaborate. Let's go back a few years.

So, I was a wee beehive, 12 or 13 years old. It was stake softball. My ABSOLUTE favorite. I was all gung-ho, and convinced that Lazona ward was going to cream every single team we played. Which we did, but that's beside the point. :) You see, I'm wee bit competitive...well more than a wee bit. But now, I've gotten to the point that I'm chill about it, and I'm just all about the fun - though I do love me a good win. Anyways, I was way enthusiastic and confident and just wanted to wipe the floor with everyone. Then I noticed little Miss Audrey. She was all calm and chill, having fun, but not getting all "RAWR" over the game. She was making sure she was playing fair and making sure everyone was having fun. She wasn't about the win. She was about the teams. Not just team, TEAMS. Emphasis on the 's'. So, although she probably had no clue that anybody noticed that, or was even aware she was doing it, it's just been one of her great examples to me. It shows how she's willing to be true - by playing fair and keeping cool about the game. Which I think shows great integrity. Because part of integrity is progressing and being the best you, right? So, she didn't let the game get her all upset, like it does for some people. She let her best self shine through, through it all.

Another thing I admire about Audrey is her patience, kindness, and love towards others. You see, another thing about integrity is living what you believe. Living your standards, living your testimony, if that makes sense. And, as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, we take upon ourselves the name of Christ. So we are trying to be as Christlike as possible. Audrey is one of the most Christlike people I have ever met, and the three characteristics I listed above are just small examples of it. I see those three things in the way she treats people. She gives her time to those around her, showing her patience. And she's a friend to everyone around her. She's so willing to serve in any way she can. If anyone needs a friend, she's there.

Ah, there's just so much I could write about Audrey. She's just a rock solid girl. And I know that is because she has set her foundation on the greatest rock there is: Jesus Christ. She has set her life to follow His pattern, making her a rock in the lives of people around her. Making her a rock in my own life. Audrey, you are such a special girl, I hope you know that. Keep living your life the way you are. You are full of integrity and full of virtue. And because of that, you have become a great light in the lives of many people. I know that you definitely down the right path, the straight and narrow, and are well on your way to meeting your Savior. You are so wonderful Audrey! Love ya!

Ok, random change of gears. There's something I want to share from my scripture study today. It's one of those glue-ins you get at Girls Camp and seminary and stuff. For some reason this quote struck me with great force.

"Simply stated, testimony - real testimony, born of the spirit and confirmed by the Holy Ghost changes lives. It changes how you think and what you do. It changes what you say. It affects every priority you set and every choice you make. To have a real and abiding testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ is to be 'spiritually...born of God,' to 'receive his image in your countenances,' and to experience a 'mighty change in your hearts.'"

When I read this quote - it goes along with Alma 5:14 - it was just like BAM! I don't really know why. But it was something...like something I couldn't deny. I truly have seen this, experienced it and know it to be true. This past year, as I've been striving to continue to improve, to figure out just how I can be the best I can, I've noticed how my testimony and how the Spirit has helped guide my decisions and my actions. I've also seen the changes people have been making, because of increase testimony, and in increase of spirit in their lives, both in my family and in my friends. I know this quote to be true. And that's why this Gospel is so important. It changes lives. And the minute you stop living it, or take it away, you can immediately revert back to your old ways. It all goes back to the Mosiah 3:19. The natural man. It's something we will constantly have to fight against. And that's why this change of heart is so important. That's why a testimony is so important. It's what motivates you. Then, in the end, if you've kept that changed heart, if you've lived your testimony, the Savior will be able to look in your eyes, and see Himself in them. Just as He would see Himself in perfectly refined silver.

The priesthood is AWESOME!

So. This is a picture of Joseph Smith's first vision. The very beginning of the restoration of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Christ's church. The only church with the full, complete truth. Because of the restoration, we have this amazing thing called the priesthood. The priesthood is power and authority given by God to worthy males who are members of the LDS church. And, it is only to be used for the purpose of serving others. Such as, baby blessings, blessing the sacrament, blessing the sick, and, my favorite, a Father's blessing. There are SO many uses of the priesthood. And I admire any man - or young man - who uses that power worthily.

There's this one person I admire. Above all the rest. This person is my dad. Now, my dad is a pretty unique individual. He has 7 fingers, 9 toes, and one thoe. What's a thoe? A big toe put on his hand so he could have a thumb. You see, my dad's a mechanic. Basically a miracle worker when it comes to cars. One day, before I was born - actually, before a lot of my siblings were born - while my dad was at work, he had an accident. And cut off two fingers and the thumb of his left hand, leaving only the pinky and ring finger. Well, thumbs are kind of necessary. So, he had one of his big toes put on his hand so he could have a thumb. He was the first person to have the procedure done in Arizona. Apparently, this has been done multiple times...but he was on the news and everything! But, while this makes my dad unique, this isn't why my dad is special to me. This reason comes down to one thing. The reason why my dad is the way he is. It's the way he uses his priesthood.

In one of the lessons in seminary this year, I learned that the priesthood can never be used, unless in the service of others. The minute you use it to help yourself, use it for your own gain, you lose the power and authority to do anything in Christ's name. So, in order for my dad to be using the priesthood worthily, he must be using it in the service of others. That, in itself, says volumes about the kind of person my dad is. He is always willing to serve. And then his priesthood blessings, oh my gosh, they're awesome. My Father's blessings always are as if it's my Heavenly Father speaking to me. It's so awesome. My daddy has a gift. Granted, his blessings, besides like baby blessings, are really the only ones I've seen. But I have no doubts that he will end up being the stake patriarch or something. Probably the only other blessing I've ever had that was more amazing than one of my dad's Father's blessings was my patriarchal blessing. And that's because that one IS straight from Heavenly Father. And, like I said, I'm sure one day he will be giving those to people.

There are several more things that make my dad a worth priesthood holder. Such as the way he fulfills his callings. When I was super little, he was in the bishopric. Right now, he's in the stake high counsel. You don't get those callings unless you are worthy. And, though I don't really remember much of when he was in the bishopric, I know he fulfilled his calling exactly the way he was supposed to. And now, as I see him do his duties as a high counselman, I witness him fulfilling his calling.

Another major thing about the priesthood, I think, is the way priesthood holders treat women and children - specifically their wife and their own children. My dad is as respectful as can be. I know I give him a hard time. A lot. But he really is a wonderful father. And a wonderful husband. The father and husband is the patriarch of the family. He's the leader, the provider, the protector. But he also is to advise with his wife. My dad is a wonderful example of this. He always goes to my mom. He always counsels with her. I don't think I've ever seen them fight. In fact, I KNOW I've never seen them fight. They don't even really argue. If they disagree, it really doesn't matter to them. They talk it out. haha I guess that's why I don't understand why people always ask me if there's arguments at dinnertime when they find out that one of my parents is republican and the other is democratic. Because nobody sees eye to eye on everything. You just need to understand the way the other person thinks and just talk things out. Fighting really is pointless and can be harmful to a relationship. And my daddy, well, he's a wonderful father. He cares so much about me and the rest of my family. He would do anything for one of us. He does anything he can to help us.

There's just so, so, so much I could say about my dad. But, the bottom line is, is that he's been a wonderful example in my life. I know how to pick a husband because of him. I know it sounds silly, but it's true. I want my husband to treat me with respect, to listen to my advice, to talk with me about problems and situations, like my dad does with my mom. I want my husband to love our kids, to care about them, to help them in any way possible, like my dad does for us. I want my husband to be committed to his calling, to be committed to the Church, like my dad is. I want my husband to be able to give me and my children blessings, whenever there is a need for it, just like my dad is. Yeah, it'd be great if my husband will be super attractive, athletic, musically talented, super strong, and was somewhat of a mechanic (really, it is a great talent to have. You end up saving on money...). But, those things aren't necessary to me. What's necessary to me, is that he is worthy. Worthy to take me to the temple. And worthy to use his priesthood authority when needed or prompted.

So, for all you guys out there who are worthy priesthood holders, I just want to say a big thank you. You help make my life easier, help make my life better, and help bless it. And, you're being the role model for someone. Or will be. It could be a brother, sister, niece, nephew, children, grandchildren. People who will need to know how to use their priesthood, or how the priesthood should be used. You never know who you could be helping by upholding this great honor. And, if any of you who are reading aren't worthy to use the priesthood, this is not meant to make you feel guilty. Not at all. That's never been my intention. But, if that is you, then realize the importance of being worthy. And strive to become worthy. You can help make a huge difference in the world. Think of those brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, children, grandchildren who need that example, that guiding light in their life. You could help change their world by using that priesthood worthily.

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What Makes A Dad
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God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,

The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad


Dad, you know it best as a David Len Allen song, sung in church by the ward choir. But, the last verse/stanza always makes me think of you. Thank you for always being that great masterpiece. For being my dad. I love you so much. I'm sorry I don't have anything else for your Father's Day gift. I never know what to do. But, there you go. Happy Father's Day! I love you!

And happy Father's Day for you other fathers reading. You guys are amazing. Keep up the good work, and please remember your responsibility. Someone is always watching you, looking up to you. If it's not me, it's someone else. Those qualities listed in the poem above? Yeah, that equals awesomeness. That's right. That's you. :)

Be strong

"Be strong and of a good courage. Be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed, for the Lord thy God is with thee, withersoever thou goest." Joshua 1:9

The mutual theme. I've loved it since day one. It just seemed so...powerful. So, I just wanted to say that I know, very personally that this is true. I've had several experiences with it. Even last night, when Beth was being a silly, shy girl, she remembered this scripture. And it helped. So, I just want to testify that I know this scripture is true. haha I know it so well, that it somehow crept into my dream last night. Just a wee bit strange. But, if there is ever a time you need courage, if you're nervous or scared, just say a little prayer. Because if you care about it, then the Lord cares about it. He'll help you in any way He can. Because He's always with you. I just wanted you guys to know that. :)

Where is your heart?

No, this has nothing to do with Kelly Clarkson's song. I just like using song titles because, well, I like songs. :) So today I had an irregular night scripture study. I usually do it in the morning, which I did, today. But, it wasn't as long as I wanted it to be, because I was babysitting my nephews. My sister is off at Girls Camp and my mom had a class, so it was just me with Ryan and Jakob. So, with no fun book to read, and not really wanting to start on my book for AP Gov, I decided it'd be nice to finish up my scripture study. And I kind of had a mini epiphany. Just a whole bunch of connections clicking away in my head. I loved it. What was this epiphany about?



That's right, the heart. (I'm not gonna lie. The only reason why I chose this heart: it's purple.) So, think way back, over a month. When I did that post on integrity, and talked about Alyssa. Remember how I mentioned the phrase "integrity of the heart"? Well, in my study today, I read, in Mosiah 11:5, the phrase "lifted up in the pride of their hearts." I flashed back to seminary lessons, and previous epiphanies that I have had. And it like DING! The light bulb lit up above my head. It's all about the heart. Everything, everything, everything! is about the heart. Satan wants the heart. Bad. He's the one the persuades us to let the pride creep into the heart. And pride is the source of every sin. No exaggeration, EVERY sin. So, pride eventually overwhelms the integrity of your heart. It overwhelms the love that you feel in your heart. It overwhelms the spirit that enters your heart and testifies through your heart. And then, it becomes a heart like this:



A small, cold, hard heart. A shriveled up heart of stone. Harsh? Well...that's what happens. The heart helps determine the thoughts in your mind. It is what determines whether or not you are able to feel the spirit. The spirit is a soft, gentle thing. It's not going to be able to penetrate a hardened, stubborn heart. Where is your heart? What condition is it in? Have you had the change of heart?

I guess what I'm trying to say is, guard your heart. Keep it safe from Satan's grasp. Don't let him get a grip on it, for his hold is a tight one. Be humble, don't let pride take over. Instead, let integrity be the driving force of your heart. For, with integrity, virtue - which is righteous living - comes. Keep your heart safe in Heavenly Father's and Jesus Christ's hands.

One Bright Shining Hope

So I've mentioned this book before. I've even quoted it a couple times. But, I'm going to talk about it and what it's about a little bit more. Because it's an awesome, inspired book. And, every time I read it, it brings the Spirit so powerfully, always at the exact time I need it. For example: my Grandma Taylor gave me this book for my birthday two or three years back. It taught me great things I will never forget. And I used it all the time. I used it for talks or any other opportunity I could. But, just as anything in my room, it got kind of lost. I knew where it was. On my bookshelf. But I hardly ever go near my bookshelf, unless I have a book crisis and need something to read. But, a week or so ago, I was looking for my seminary journal. Which I still haven't found, and that makes me incredibly sad. Anyways, I was looking every where in my room, and I ended up coming across this wonderful book. So I read it. And what did I feel? The spirit. Overwhelmingly, I felt the Spirit. You see, I was feeling a little...spiritually dry. I was reading my scriptures everyday, but I guess I haven't mastered the art of scripture study, because I still wasn't feeling anything like I did every day in seminary. So I was dry. And had no clue what to do. But this marvelous book came along, bringing me the spirit just as strong as any day in seminary.



Now let me explain to you why I love this book so much. 1. It's written by Gordon B. Hinckley. I love that man. A lot. He was so amazing. And this book just made me love him even more. 2. I don't know if you can read it, but above Pres. Hinckley's name, it says "Messages for women." BAM. For US! Well, if you happen to be female. Sorry boys. But, I think this is so special. Some people give members of the LDS church a hard time, because women are taught that we should be stay-at-home moms, be homemakers, let the husband preside. This book is written for us, and tells us that, while, yes, that is our role, it is so much more than that. We make a difference. We can create change. The very first page of the book, the very first quote, says:

"It is so tremendously important that the women of the Church stand strong and immovable for that which is correct and proper under the plan of the Lord. They must begin in their own homes. They can teach it in their classes. They can voice it in their communities. They must be the teachers and the guardians of their daughters. When you save a girl, you save generations. I see this as the one bright shining hope in a world that is marching toward moral self-destruction."

Do you know how awesome that is?! Like really, it gets me so excited, so happy! We are part of the one bright shining hope! We have such an important role in this life. We are the ones who are the stay-at-home moms. So we end up doing a lot of the teaching. We end up playing a huge role in our children's lives. This book teaches the mothers and leaders just how important their job is. They can save, literally, generations, by reaching out to one girl. It teaches the young women who they should striving to be like. Do you think that if you aren't standing "strong and immovable for that which is correct and proper" now, that you're magically going to be able to do it when you're older, when you're married and have kids? It doesn't work that way. I know multiple people who have learned this. I've learned it. If I'm having this hard of a time feeling the spirit every day because I don't have seminary, am I going to be able to bring the spirit into my home when I'm a mother and need to have that atmosphere for my kids? Chances are, probably not. So I need to figure out a way now to feel the spirit and have it teach and testify me every day, so it will be a natural thing to do when I'm off on my own or married.

So, moral of the story: Ya'll should read this book. Female or not. It will teach you wonderful things. You will learn of your self-worth and of your importance. Because each and every person matters. And: Women are the bomb. We help raise the rising generation, mothers or not. Because really, how many guys are asked to babysit? So, if you're not a mother now, you can still make a difference in the lives of the little children around. Heck, you can make a difference in the lives of your friend around you. It's not just the kids who are important. Keep that in mind in your classes at church. Even the quietest Beehive is important and needs a friend. I love you all. Keep in mind who you are. You are part of the one bright shining hope of this life. Even you too, boys. You can make just as much as a difference. Stay steadfast. Keep the faith. And remember who you are.

His Eyes

I look at my hands,
I look at the scars.
I look at the feet
That have carried me far.

I look at my face
With both beauties and flaws
Then I look at my eyes
But there I must pause.

So there I do look,
And hope that I see
A deep, shining light
That has often led me.

I see this great light
In leaders, friends, kids.
I look in my eyes
And hope it's not hid.

This wonderful light,
It's the light of Christ.
It's the light of the man
Who paid a great price.

One gloomy, dark night,
This wonderful man
Carried a great burden
That no other man can.

The very next morn
After the burden so great,
He died on a cross
To help our own fate.

I live my life so,
Maybe someday,
Words of gratitude, praise,
Words of love I can say.

I want to be worth
To tell Him these words.
So, in this long journey,
The light, I'll go towards.

So on that great day
When, face to face, we'll meet,
I'll fall on my knees,
With joy, Him I'll greet.

I'll look at His hands,
I'll look at the scars.
I'll look at the feet
That have helped me go far.

I'll look at His face
With just beauty, no flaws.
Then I'll look in His eyes,
And there, I will pause.

And I hope, will all hope
He will look back at me
And say, "Little sister,
I see me in thee."

I know I will weep,
And I hope He will say,
"Little sister, well done.
You've returned home today."

"Have ye received his image in your countenances? Have ye experienced this might change in your hearts?" Alma 5:14

A changed heart may not necessarily stay changed. The natural man wants to reject that changed heart. Just as a body wants to reject a transplanted heart. The body needs medications and constant care to keep the new heart. So, in order to keep a newly changed heart, have a daily dose of some spiritual medications.

Una familia feliz

So, I was just sitting on my couch chilling, and I looked up at the wall. The new - well, newish - family pictures finally got put up. So some things were rearranged. In the middle of the wedding pictures of my siblings and parents, there's an embroidered quote in a frame. And, for some reason, this quote struck me with unusual force.

"Our family is a circle of strength and love. With every birth and every union the circle grows. Every joy shared adds more love. Every crisis faced together makes the circle stronger."

After reading this, I started thinking about my family. I have a pretty awesome family. We are by no means perfect. Drama can come up quite a bit. I can complain about them a lot. I can stress out about what's going on. But, nevertheless, my family is just so wonderful. My family has made me much of who I am. My love for music and my musical abilities - A family trait. My sarcasm - Definitely learned in the Root household. My testimony - Developed in the home. You know, being the youngest has it's advantages sometimes. Yes, there have been lots of times that I have been ignored. That's just what I get for being the youngest and having totally different interests from my sisters closest to me in age. But then, I've had eight people who I can look up to. Eight people whose mistakes I can learn from. Eight people whose testimonies I can use to strengthen my own. Eight people who love me and are willing to do so much for me. Yes, being the youngest has some wonderful perks.

So, this is going to be kind of random. But I want to introduce you all to my family. Mi familia grande! Because my family is so incredibly important to me. I can confidently say that I would not be where I am today without them. The thought of being with any family but this one truly scares me. I often thank Heavenly Father for putting me in this family. I've learned so much from them. So, be ready for a freakishly long post. Like, super, ridiculously, long. Not just long like my other posts. So, bear with me. But it's going to be awesome. Why wouldn't it? It's the Roots!



So. This is the oldest of the Root kids. Jess. Or, Señor Root to the students of Mesa High. That's right. My big brother is a Spanish teacher. He was my Spanish teacher. Weird? Maybe a wee bit. But basically a normal thing in the Root household. But, I have a great big brother. Yes, he teases. Despite this, he is willing to help out in any way possible. For example, my parents went up to Utah to visit family, like a week ago. And the car broke down. Some belt thing broke and took out the whole engine. So, guess who drove up to Utah in a Suburban so that the truck could be towed home? That's right. Jess. He's a great guy. And his wife, Cami, is super sweet. She's little bit quiet...but that just may be because I'm a little bit quiet. But I remember when I was really little - and I wasn't quiet at all - I remember thinking that Cami was the coolest person ever! She's a great mom, and is a new office manager at work. Way to be Cami! Woot woot! And their kids are super fun. And like super smart. Noelia, the oldest, has some mad piano skills. She might be better than me in a few years. I'm a little intimidated. Diego (yeah, the really white boy. with the Hispanic name.) also plays the piano. Which is awesome. He has a great imagination too. Isaac is just a silly little goof ball, and is a wonderful big brother to his sister Elena. And Elena is super cute. She has the cutest smile. She's also obsessed the Dora the Explorer. In fact, if in a Dora costume, she LOOKS like Dora.



Meet my sister Sarah. She's artsy and a great cook. And she and her husband James have incredible faith that I admire. There have been summers that I have stayed over at their house for a few days, and I've always loved it. James is crazy good with his hands. He can make probably anything. He built a little cabinet for my mom. He's built a hover craft. And he's just a super hard worker. Plus, with his sarcasm, he fits right in. And then Ryan, the oldest kid, is just super brilliant. He thinks super logically like his dad and I bet he's going to grow up to be a mechanical engineer. He's a percussionist in band. I'd like to think I influenced him in that decision. And then Jakob. Haha oh goodness, that kid is a ball of energy! And he's a big kid. Well, scrawny, but he has big hands and is pretty tall. He'll fill out one day, and I'd say he'd become a football player or a wrestler. Also, he's a wonderful artist. I bet he gets it from Sarah. (p.s. if I have a daughter, I'm naming her Sarah. I've ALWAYS loved that name. And Sarah has no claim to it. And, Sarah, sorry if the picture embarrasses you. But it's classic. I just had to show it.)



This is Christina. Stina. Crusty Tuna. Take your pick. She's the talkative one of the family. But it's a good thing. Sadly enough, she lives in Utah, and before that she lived in Chino Valley. So since she got married when I was like 7, I haven't seen a whole lot of her. But she's always willing to listen and help you with your problems. Then Troy, her husband, is a little silly. But he's a good daddy, and his four daughter absolutely adore him! And he's willing to serve anyone in any way he can. He'll drop anything in order to help a family member out. Noemi is their oldest girl. And she's super smart. Basically, all my nieces and nephews are brilliant. It's just our Root genes, I guess. She's a good big sister, and is getting baptized soon. Which I'm way excited for! Bekah is the next one and is a little sweetheart. She's a little conniving...but that's ok. That just means she's smart. Then there's Samantha. Also known as Monkey. She's the biggest ham ever! She's the cutest thing you will ever see and will flaunt it in front of any camera. And she makes me happy, because every time she would walk through my door when they come down to visit, she gets all excited and says "Hi Beth!" And then there's little Ysabel. I haven't seen her a whole lot, and haven't' held her that often. But she's adorable. I'm sad I don't get to see her grow up, or see her personality develop. But she has the sweetest smile.



This is Michael. Me and Michael, well, we have a special relationship. We used to fight. Like always. Over stupid things. But now, we get along really well. He's probably the brother I'm closest to. Michael is by no means a perfect guy. But neither is the rest of my family, and neither am I. But the thing I admire about Michael is his testimony. In every aspect of the Gospel I have ever heard him talk about, he believes so much. No, it's more. He knows. He's experienced. He's just a great guy, and he treats everyone with respect. One thing that I love: he gets so mad at Staci, his girlfriend, when she opens her car door before he can do it for her. Haha, he gets mad at me when I do that to. It just shows me how much respect he has for women. And it's just good to see that chivalry isn't dead yet. So, now, Staci. We're not related. Yet. But it will happen. She's already like a sister to me. She listens to me, which, as the youngest, honestly doesn't happen a whole lot. She'll just spend time with me. She'll play the piano, and I'll sing. I'll play the piano, she'll sing. She's just so wonderful. And the love she shows for my brother is amazing. She has such great faith, and I admire her a lot.

 

Mi hermano Seth. He also lives in Utah. And this picture is a little old. I, unfortunately, do not have any pictures of my brother's family with the newest addition, Faith. In fact, I have not seen Faith at all. I have not held her. Sad story. But, hopefully, soon. We'll just see. But Seth. He's like crazy good at the piano. He's part of the reason why I play the piano. He works very hard and is very persevering. He cares a lot for his family. And then his wife Joyelle. I haven't really gotten the chance to know her that well. But she loves her children very much. And, she has helped my family make some good changes. Like this whole saying "I love you" to each other thing. It was kind of a thing that was foreign to us just a few year ago. None of us are very good at expressing ourselves. But we all knew that we loved each other, so after we were like 5, we would just stop saying it. It gets a little harder to say as you grow up. At least for us, it was. But now, it's a common occurrence. As someone leaves we say, "Love you!" We get off the phone with someone, we say it. But only to family. Saying it to others, well, that's a different story. I can write it - it's easy to express myself when I write. But to say it to you, and you're not family, it's a wee bit hard. But that's one thing she's helped us with. And Buddy - or little Seth - is so cute. I haven't seen him very often, so I haven't really been able to form a relationship with him, but apparently, he loves the bean bags I made him for Christmas. Which makes me happy.



Well, this is Robert. You think I'm sarcastic? Well, you should get to know him. He was called the devil in high school. He's also part of the reason why I play the piano. Having two brothers who are crazy good just makes you want to try it, I guess. Robert is often called the dutiful son by my mom. He always does what he is asked with a willing heart. He's steadfast in the church. I can see him as a bishop, stake president, as a general authority. And I'm not saying I can't see my other brothers like that. Because I can. But Robert, with his dutifulness, just shows that he's willing to do whatever my parents ask of him, so surely, he'll do whatever the Lord asks of him. And Leigh, his wifey, is just awesome. These past few weeks, we've gotten closer. She's good at anything she attempts, whether it's cooking, sewing, crafts, or photography. And I know she's going to hate me for writing this, but Leigh is a convert to the Church. But, for this reason, I admire her and the choices she has made. In all honesty, I have no clue if I would join the church if I was a nonmember and my family weren't members either. Because my family has helped my testimony become what it is today. And then their kids are so, so, so cute. Joel, the oldest, is a beast. But a good beast. He's big for his age. But he's a little sweetie. He's such a good big brother and looks out for "Cuca" all the time. He's a happy child - for the most part - and has a huge personality. Seeing him often brightens my day, because I love to see how much he's changed and learned each time I see him. And Lucas, or Cuca, is just as cute. He's just this chill kid, with the greatest smile and the greatest laugh. Really the only time he gets fussy is if he's hungry and you're not feeding him fast enough. But he's great. I can't wait for those two to grow up.



Next is Lisa. Lisa is a hoot. She has the soul of a black woman - when she's singing, at least. (p.s. not meant to be offensive in ANY way. It's just, well, if you hear a black person sing, they've got soul.) She's the reason why I have a job. Which I am eternally grateful for. That job will be a college fund and is the reason for my recent start with voice lessons. She helps me a lot. She's super dedicated to anything she cares about. And Jared, he's just freakishly smart. He understands so much about the Gospel, and will ponder random things, because he can, and he understands them. He's a great people person and makes tasty food. Their daughter Taylor is wicked smart. She's only 14 months old, and she does things that no 14 month old normally does. She's clever and sneaky. It amazes me the things she learns and understands.



This is my little big sister, Amy. Little, because she is shorter than me. Sorry, Amy, but it's one of my few bragging rights as the youngest. Amy is kinda like my idol. Haha, just kidding, but Amy has been someone I can look up to. Always. Her strength and determination to do what's right is just awesome. Her testimony of Christ is one that I strengthen my own on. She's been through a lot, but she's still very happy. She's the one that I call when I need anything. When I need someone to talk to, when I need advice. And she always is willing to help. She'll edit that essay, though I know she probably doesn't want to. She gives me advice when I can think of nothing else to do. She's always there for me. About a year and a half ago, she got in a car accident up in Flagstaff. We didn't know anything about it except that is was bad. Really bad. I thought she was going to die. It was, without doubt, the scariest moment of my life. Actually, the fact that she didn't die is amazing, But that's another story. So, anyways, we used to fight like crazy when we were little. But once I hit junior high, she was the guiding light for me. She's a wonderful sister, and a wonderful example.



Well, I saved the best for last. My parents. They have done so much for me. Putting up with me. Leading my in the right direction. Now, I don't know what you guys think of me. But I know not a whole lot of you have seen me at my worst. Some of you have seen me pretty grumpy. But for the most part, I like to pretend I'm a whole lot better than I am. At home, though, it's kind of a different story. I'm not horrible all the time. I try to be good. Unfortunately, though, I can be a holy terror at some instances. But, my parents are patient and loving. They understand that's it's just a teenage phase. (At least they hope.) They have always been great examples to me. As much as I complain, even though there are things I wish they didn't do, or did do, or would allow, I know they are doing what they feel is right. They aren't out to make my life horrible. The opposite, in fact. They want to help me make the right decisions, help my life be the best it can be, to help ME be the best I can be. I'm hard on them sometimes. But through it all, though I don't act like it, though I sometimes forget it, I know they're doing what they think is best. They love me so much. I know they do. And I love them back!

 

This is a special place. Why? It's the place that my parents were sealed for time and all eternity. It was here that my parents made it possible for me to live with my family for forever. To be sealed to my brothers and sisters. If I have totally bored you with the randomness of this post and the decision to write about my family, then just remember this: Families are forever. Families are important. They are vital to Heavenly Father's plan. We cannot make it to the Celestial Kingdom unless we are sealed to a spouse. Yes, my family is not perfect. We have problems up the wazoo! But what family doesn't? We are still a happy family. We are still a forever family. I'm not going anywhere without them, and they aren't going anywhere without me.

This change thing isn't being my friend...

So, I know I've totally failed on the whole once a month, write about someone in my life who has integrity thing. Well, you're going to get two for this month, since May missed that post. And this one, well, this one is special. The first one for this month will be about one of my leaders. She is a very special person to me. And I know I said I didn't originally want to write about leaders, but, well, things happen. Circumstances change. And I want this leader to know just how important she is, not only to me, but to the rest of us young women of the Lazona ward. You see, this leader is none other than the fabulous Sis. Martineau. I would show you guys a picture, but I wanted one with both of us. And since I usually avoid the camera like the plague, I could not find any - or even recall any being taken!- of the both of us. Which is something that is going to be changed in the near future.

So, what inspired this change of heart and inspired this decision to write about leaders? Well, Sunday, Sis. Martinaeu gave us some sad news. News that kind of, once again, makes me resent the fact that change must happen. Sis. Martineau is moving. Not far, but far enough that she will no longer be in Lazona ward. Why is this such a big deal to me? After all, I should be used to it. I've had numerous amounts of leader changes. Well, Sis. Marineau has made a huge impression in my life. She's been in the Young Womens program just about the whole time I've been in it. She was put in it maybe a month after I turned twelve, and there was a short period that she wasn't in it, due to a cute little baby. So I've had this wonderful woman to look up to for just about 5 whole years.

So. Integrity. I asked a few friends what they thought of when they hear the word integrity. One said cleanliness, and personal goals to keep you clean. Well, Sis. Martineau is a wonderful example of this. Because when I think of Sis. Martineau, I think of the temple. She has stressed this importance of the temple so much. And the importance of being clean and worthy to enter into it. In fact, much of my testimony of the temple has come because of her. I mean, yeah, I always knew the temple was important. I never imagined being married in any other place. But I remember after a lesson she gave thinking, "Wow. The temple is awesome. There is no other place I would rather be. The temple IS the place to be." So I have her to thank for that.

Another said that they think of someone who stands for what they believe is right. Someone who isn't afraid of what people think, but instead cares only of what Heavenly Father thinks. Sis. Martineau lives what she believes. She is always steadfast and true. She will make her voice be heard if something needs to be said.

This next one is possibly my favorite answer. She said that integrity is doing what is right no matter what. It's taking knowledge and using it to better yourself by standing up for what you believe. It's applying everything learned in seminary, church, and home and then doing your best to BE your best. Another thing I think of when I think of Sis. Martineau, is Personal Progress. And what's Personal Progress for? Well...personal progress. The point of it is to bring together all your knowledge and apply it in your life. To make you a better person. To make you the best you can be. Sis. Martineau has made a huge effort to get us to realize this importance of doing Personal Progress. Not because we get a spiffy cool/pretty necklace when we finish, but because it makes us a better person.

You see, the thing about Sis. Martineau, is that I see all these things in her. And it's wonderful. But what makes the greater impression on me is the fact that she wants, so very much, for us to learn the things she knows. To be the best we can be. To reach our full potential. She lives what she teaches. And she teaches what she lives. Sis. Martineau has played a huge part in who I am today. Not only has she strengthened my testimony of the temple, but she has strengthened my testimony of the Savior. She's become someone I can look up to, that I can trust, that I can lean on. I repelled down a freakishly high cliff, terrified the whole way down, because of her. I have almost completed my Personal Progress - because of her. Heck, me playing the piano a whole lot more in Young Womens and stuff is because of her.

Sis. Martineau, you have been a wonderful example in my life. The day you leave Lazona ward will be a sad day for us, but a day for rejoicing for your new ward. You are such an amazing person. That you for being a light in my life, for being someone I could always look up to. And for all you reading this, if any of you feel I have helped you or made an impression in your life, there's a pretty good chance that this marvelous lady should be thanked. You have been a great leader, Sis. Martineau. Thank you so much. I love you!

Best friends ever!

At youth conference, we had these little classes based on the Strength of Youth. I chose to go to the one about friend. And let me tell you, it was probably the most spiritual experience of the conference. Including the fireside on Sunday. We started out writing down the qualities of our ideal best friend. Now, when I think of best friends, three people come to mind. Jesus Christ, Lanelle Alldredge, and my future spouse. Now, granted, I don't know who my future spouse will be, but I have four wonderful brothers, a wonderful daddy, and wonderful leaders like my Bishop and past seminary teachers. So I know what a good and worthy priesthood holder should be like. And I know my future spouse will be my best friend. So I have a picture in my head of what he will be like. And Lanelle, well, she IS my best friend here on Earth. Well, I have many really, really good friends. But she's on the tip-top of the list. She's seen me at my best, and often times at my worst, and loves me despite it all. We can be total brats to each other, but then two seconds later, be laughing and complimenting each other. She makes me laugh when I need it most, and brightens up my day. She strengthens me by the way she lives and her steadfast example. We can be totally sarcastic with each other and tease each other brutally, but we always know that we love each other. She tells it to me straight when I need it, because sometimes bluntness is what I need. Basically, we're going to be best friends forever. And then that brings us to Jesus Christ. But I'm going to leave Him for later. (Wow, that sounds like blaspheme. But there's a point to it, I promise!)

After we made the list, we talked about what makes a friendship. Love was the obvious answer. Friends love each other. Otherwise, it'd be a not-too-fun friendship. So how do we make sure we love our friends and make that love increase? People came up with all sorts of answers, but the one that we focused on, and possibly the most important one, was service. As you serve you begin to understand those you're serving better, and then you begin to love them even more. As you serve, you develop charity. You feel the pure love of Christ for those you serve. So, we should be serving those around us, of course. But we should make an effort to serve our friends. Our love for them will increase. We will grow closer to them. But they aren't the only ones we will grow closer to. When we serve, we'll grow closer to Christ. So, we discussed why that happened and why we developed charity. Then this scripture came up:

"And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me" Matthew 25:40.

So, who's this King? Well, who is the King of Kings? Jesus Christ, right? So, this brings us back to him.

Jesus Christ is my best friend. Like the best friend ever. This is because of what He did for me, because of the Atonement. Since He suffered for me and has gone through everything I have, He has earned that title. He automatically becomes the Best Friend Ever. He's given me the opportunity to repent and have eternal life. But, the thing we must think about, the question I must ask here is, am I Christ's best friend? Am I doing what it takes to become His best friend? Actually, how do I become His best friend? Well, the previous scripture answers that question. Service. But then, how does serving others serve Christ? Because it does. In a very literal way.

Think back to all the Christ did for us. Specifically in Gethsemane. Didn't He go through everything we have and will go through, in a very personal way? Didn't He feel our sorrows, our pains, and also our joys? He went through all that we have. He has felt exactly what we have. So, in a very real and literal sense, when you serve someone, you are serving Christ. When you lift some one's burden, you are lifting a part of Christ's burden. In contrast, when you hurt someone, or bring someone down, you are doing the same to Christ. I don't know about you, but I'd never want to do that to Him. I'd prefer to help Him out.

The love that you feel for the person you have served, is, I believe, you feeling the love that Christ feels for you. And maybe the love He feels for the person you served. Because as you serve someone, you take a look into that person's life and begin to understand them better. So, as you do that, you do that with Christ also. Because Christ has intertwined Himself into the lives of everyone around us. As we serve others, we are showing our love for, not only them, but Christ. Which brings us closer to Christ.

I'm sorry, I know I've kind of been all over the place with this post. And I don't know how much of it makes sense. But hopefully the Spirit has been able to testify to you the things that it testified to me in that class during youth conference. To end, I'd like to share this quote by President Hinckley.

"Never lose faith in your opportunity to lift those who are in need, to give strength to those who are weak, to give encouragement to those who falter by the way."

Serve those around you. Serve your friends and increase your love for them. And increase your love for Christ. There are so many in need of your light and your strength. We have been commanded to love everyone. So shouldn't we strive to serve everyone? Don't look for ways people can be your best friend. Look for ways you can be their best friend. And strive to become Christ's best friend. I want nothing more than to be able look into Christ's eyes and hear Him say "Welcome home, little sister. Welcome home, best friend."

Her price is far above rubies

So this past week or so, there's been a lot going through my head, with youth conference and an awesome Sunday, and stuff. There's a lot I've been wanting to post about. So, since I have no life and I have nothing to do before and after work I'll probably be posting a lot this week. Like maybe every day. But we'll see. The first thing I'm going to post about is my young women's lesson from yesterday. A shout out to Sis. Martineau, it was a fantastic lesson. I always love your lessons. :) So, down to business. The lesson: virtue.

"Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies." Proverbs 31: 10

What is virtue? Most people attribute virtue with purity and chastity. In the Personal Progress book, in one of the virtue value experiences, it says "Virtue is a pattern of thought and behavior based on high moral standards. It includes chastity and purity." So, yes, virtue is chastity and purity. But it is also much more than that. When I think of virtue, I picture this:



President Hinckley, in his book One Bright Shining Hope (which every woman, young or old, should read) said:

"There is nothing in all this world as magnificent as virtue. It glows without tarnish. It is precious and beautiful. It is above price. It cannot be bought or sold. It is the fruit of self-mastery."

So, this picture makes me think of virtue, because since a virtuous person is pure, they will shine and have a light like no other person. They will shine like gold that will never tarnish. But virtue, simply stated in the words of Sis. Martineau, is righteous living. It is living as Christ lived. He IS virtue. He was - and is - the most pure thing to walk on this Earth. He shined his light so brightly for others to see. He is THE light. He IS righteousness.

Virtue is so important to have in this life. In order to go to the temple, to be sealed for time and all eternity inside of it, we must be living a virtuous life. In order to find a worthy spouse, we must be living a virtuous life. In the words of Sis. Elaine Dalton, "virtuous young men are attracted to virtuous young women." I don't know about you, but that's the kind of man I want to attract. A virtuous one. One that is pure and true. One that has gone through the refiner's fire, and has come out strengthened and more clean and more pure than before. And as long as I am living a virtuous life, I will. It even says so in the scriptures.

"virtue loveth virtue; light cleaveth unto light" Doctrine and Covenants 88:40.

The way we live now is so important to the world. It will determine who we become. It will determine the people we attract. It will determine the way we affect people and what our legacy. A few years ago, the young women were challenged to do a return to virtue. If you have not yet taken this challenge, please do so. Strive to live a life full of purity, full of light and righteousness. A virtuous life is a life that will touch the lives of others. A life that will help change people, and even help change the world.

And, though this seems kind of random and out of order, I want to point out how I feel that integrity and virtue come hand in hand. They are not the same thing, but they are necessary to each other. In order to have virtue, you must have integrity. Virtue is based on high moral standards. Integrity is setting those standards and living them. Strive to be the best you can be. Have integrity, and stay strong in what you believe. Have virtue, and be a light that can help make the world a better place. A virtuous woman is precious to Heavenly Father. She is valued above any other precious thing. Above rubies, emeralds, diamonds, gold, silver, pearls, any thing you can think of. Virtue is more precious than that. So how important is it for you to have virtue? Very important.

The worth of souls

Many of my friends are off at Girls Camp this week. I'm more than a little jealous. My stake isn't going to Girls Camp until October Break (long story). But hey, maybe I'll get to see snow for the first time! (Another long story.) But the reason why I am jealous, is because I've been thinking about last year at Girls Camp. Probably the most wonderful experience of my life. It was my first year as a YCL - youth camp leader. They say that as YCLs, you can change the younger girls' lives. That you can make a huge influence on them. And it's true. I love all my YCLs still. I still look up to them. I love, love, love them! And the fact that some of them read this blog makes me extremely happy. But I discovered last year that, as a YCL, those girls change your life so much more than you will ever change theirs. Last year I learned a valuable lesson - actually, more than one, but I'm focusing on one - that I genuinely loved learning. So, being the kind soul that I am, I decided that I'm going to share my experience.

Now, from what I've heard about from others, Pueblo Stake does things a little differently than other stakes. We always have Girls Camp as a stake. We're all mingled together, sharing cabins and stuff. So, as a YCL, there's a pretty good chance you'll be over some girls you don't know. This happened to me. Actually, I didn't know any of my girls. I was over the 2nd years. There were two girls from my ward who were 2nd years. Of course, they happened to be in the other cabin. So I knew, literally, none of my girls. At first I was just like "What?! Why?! I know girls in every cabin of the 1st year. I know girls in every cabin of the 3rd years. I know girls in the other 2nd year cabin. Why the heck did I get put over THIS cabin?! I apparently was forgetting the process that the leaders go through to place the YCLs. The process of praying. So, on the first day of camp, I reluctantly made my way to my girls' cabin. Then on the last day of camp, I was basically running to their cabin. And very reluctantly left it. The difference between those days? I saw those girls in a completely different light.

You see, those girls, despite the fact that they had no clue who I was, were so accepting. The very first night, as we said good night to them, I was hugged so tightly. It made me think, "They really seem to love me. But I didn't do anything except put a stick in the ground and show them how to find north, south, east, and west." Then I remembered how I always felt about my YCLs. I always immediately adored them. I thought they were the coolest people in camp, besides my sister, but that was a special case. It didn't matter that I didn't know some of them. I just automatically looked up to them. Because they were my YCLs. That's what they're there for. So I was like "Geez, is that what they think of me?" And it completely changed my attitude.

As my attitude was changed, my eyes and heart were opened. I saw those girls in a light that I have tried to carry over to everyone around me. I saw those girls purely as daughters of God. As nothing else but that. Some of my girls have had a rough life. But I saw such strength, and such greatness in them. It was they that started me seeing the great hope of this rising generation. Each and every one of them had - well, have - such great potential. And I wanted to help them see that potential in them. I wanted to help them see their great worth. I saw/see those girls the way their Heavenly Father see them. And I love/d them so much. And it made me realize something about myself. Because if I love those girls so, so, so much, then Heavenly Father, who loves infinitely, loves those girls WAY more than I do. Which means he loves them a lot. Which then means that Heavenly Father loves me like that too.

"Remember the worth of souls is great in the sight of God" Doctrine and Covenants 18:10.

So, that is the valuable lesson that I learned. That the worth of souls is great. Heavenly Father loves each and everyone of us. It truly is the most precious knowledge that I have. Because if I didn't know that, then why in the world would I do anything? Why would I believe anything of this Gospel? In fact, this knowledge is what makes the Gospel believable. I'm the youngest of nine kids. I've never been a big sister. But those girls are my little sisters. Truly, they are. We are sisters, because we are daughters of Heavenly Father. Each of us are brothers and sisters, because each of us are sons and daughters of God. So, yes, siblings to fight, tease, annoy each other, etc. But they also love each other. So very, very much. Just keep that in mind, next time you think or say something about someone. Because that someone is your brother or sister. And if that doesn't work? That someone is a child of God, and He loves that person very, very much.

And also, please, please, please don't forget your own worth. Don't forget who you are. Because Heavenly Father loves you just as much as He loves me, or your best friend, or the crazy cat lady down the street. You are important. And I love you! And so does Jesus, Heavenly Father, and Heavenly Mother. You've got it pretty good!