Faith

This may have been another, 'poor me' blog, but I refuse to let people put me down, make me feel less than I am, even mi madre. The hardest part of trying to lose weight temporally and study the scriptures spiritually is the lack of support from anyone, but I can do this on my own....

GREAT! I just realized how depressed that may sound! :P This is titled faith because I know there is a reason I felt the Spirit tell me to go on a mission, and I don't care what others believe, I AM following my heart and Him. All I need is faith that He has a plan for me, that maybe this adversity and toughness is for my good.

When I went to Nauvoo last month, the most beautiful moment was being at the Temple with Uncle Davie, David, Camilla and Hannah from Oregon; Chris from Wyoming; Eddie and Shane from Oklahoma; and Jordan, who went for her first time; Me and Kat; then Grandpa. Doing baptisms for the people waiting on the other side is beautiful and breathtaking, especially when some you do are directly family. It was what gave me my first real testimony at 15-16, and it is what sustains it and strengthens it to this day.