Sounding depths doubled

 There are time we I feel like these past few months have stretched me beyond my capacity to comprehend, manage, or even survive. But with that stretching I have felt more urgently than ever, the need for my Savior. The need to turn to Him every single day. And as I have I have been reminded that by being stretched and polished and forged and tried, I am able to increase in strength, light, capacity for love and for joy. I was just thinking…my sorrows these past two months have doubled my depth—my reservoir that can now be filled with love and joy and even peace. Because of Christ. Because when I turn to Him I remember that everything can be made right. That His atonement already paid the price for all our sins. And His compassion and understanding goes deeper than my deepest sorrow and pain. He has descended below all so He can bring us up. He can lift us out of darkness into His glorious light. 

My dad is dead. 

My heart has been broken. 

I can’t type this without feeling heaviness, sorrow and even horror. As well as disbelief, dismay and disorientation…still. And plenty of anger. 

But I have chosen light and love and Christ. I have chosen the light and I am a Jedi and it will all somehow eventually be more than okay. Every year shall be dried by God and His Son. 

Today I was also released from my calling as president of the young women.