Back at BYU!

These past few weeks have been crazy but wonderful! Mom and I road tripped it out here to Utah (and had a blast!). We read 2 whole books, learned life lessons, put the windows down and the music up, and just enjoyed ourselves. It was a lovely trip.

Dad flew out and we got to see Grandma Hall and Uncle Gary's family. We also saw Aunt Joyce and her family as well as Uncle Duane and Aunt Chris. It was so good to see family and go to my cousin Kade's homecoming!

In my human development class, our teacher brought up that through this semester, we may not be good at everything from the start. He advised us not to give up and said to maintain a "developmental" viewpoint/mindset. This entails that we are always growing. We are always changing our brain, and we will get better. This reminded me a lot of eternal perspective. I read a quote once that talked about how things that live longer take longer to grow. A deer takes only a few years to mature, but live the fraction of a human lifetime. We, as humans, take a long time to grow and mature. It feels we will never be done learning! But that is because we, as spirits, are eternal beings, designed to last forever. So we may have a hard day, and fall when we think we should be past that, but truly we are children of God.

We have already come so far in our journey! Now we just have to keep going and trust that things are going to get better. Whether it's a class, a relationship with roommate or whoever - things can get better. We can make them so. So don't quit.

Elder Holland relates the story of when he was driving far away and his car kept breaking down. He said later in life he drove past that same spot. He shares his experience. 

"Yet [as I passed by] in my mind’s eye, for just an instant, I thought perhaps I saw on that side road an old car with a devoted young wife and two little children making the best of a bad situation there. Just ahead of them I imagined that I saw a young fellow walking toward Kanarraville, with plenty of distance still ahead of him. His shoulders seemed to be slumping a little, the weight of a young father’s fear evident in his pace. In the scriptural phrase his hands did seem to “hang down.”15In that imaginary instant, I couldn’t help calling out to him: “Don’t give up, boy. Don’t you quit. You keep walking. You keep trying. There is help and happiness ahead—a lot of it—30 years of it now, and still counting. You keep your chin up. It will be all right in the end. Trust God and believe in good things to come.”

I testify there are good things to come. I believe in a good, merciful, and loving God who watches after us tenderly and desires nothing more than our happiness. He knows us. I promise He knows us and is good. Hold on to Him. Know that the prints in Christ hands don't allow Him to forget us. He knows our every feeling. I know there is so much joy ahead. Not just at the finish line, but all the way along our road. He can help us find it. He truly does care about our happiness, so keep going and hold to that. Things are going to get better! I promise.

Good Things to Come



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