The last few days I feel I have been inspired by my Heavenly Father.
1. I met with the Bishop yesterday for my temple recommend interview. After talking with him I walked away with a renewed faith and inspiration that my Heavenly Father really does know me, and recognizes how hard I work to do what is right.
2. We had the opportunity to see Gladys Knight and her SUV choir last night. I was so INSPIRED. Her testimony and her husbands were beautiful and the music was amazing. We are so blessed to have great music in our lives.
3. I have been really struggling to find my place in my calling. There are many factors here, and I have just been frustrated. Today, as I was fuming about it I prayed to know what to do. It was amazing the peace and comfort I felt after that. The thoughts and quotes and scripture that came to mind. Heavenly Father knows the intent of my heart, I want to serve him. He inspired me to know what to do and the appropriate way to do it.
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I heard in my mind—not in my own voice—these words: “I’m not giving you these experiences for yourself. Write them down.”
~President Henry B. Eyring
~President Henry B. Eyring
Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing
Come, thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by thy great help I've come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
O, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness,
like a fetter,
bind my wand'ring
heart to thee.
Prone to wander,
Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave
the God I love.
Here's my heart,
O, take and seal it,
Seal it
for thy courts above.
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by thy great help I've come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
O, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness,
like a fetter,
bind my wand'ring
heart to thee.
Prone to wander,
Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave
the God I love.
Here's my heart,
O, take and seal it,
Seal it
for thy courts above.
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- Sarah
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Hello, Sarah!
Thanks for your posting.
I loved this blog.
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