I'm horribly tired but every time I go to lay down I can't fall asleep. So I got up and started reading the First Presidency's talks in the Christmas Devotional. President Eyring's has particularly got my attention currently.
"As Latter-day Saints, we feel our hearts drawn out in gratitude to a loving Father and His Beloved Son. We are thankful to feel that blessing because of the faith of a 14-year-old boy, Joseph Smith. His prayer on a spring morning in 1820 made possible our receiving the sure witness that the Father, the great Elohim, and His Son, Jehovah, live and love us. They appeared and spoke with him in the full light of day. They called him by name.
"The gift of that glorious assurance that we are known and loved can sustain us in the trials life will surely bring. We need never feel that we are alone. We need never give up hope."
They did call Joseph by name. They knew who he was. Just like they know us.
Not that being actually home and with family isn't great and all, but I miss being a missionary right now. I loved being able to focus on, and do something so important and pertinent to what matters. If that late night (early morning) rant makes sense.
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