Priesthood. No Father.

Life is hard. for EVERYONE.

I have the strongest testimony of the priesthood.

I never liked blessings because it always frustrated me that i couldn't have my father give me one. He isn't here to do it.

I understand now, he is still using his priesthood.

In a time i was in desperate need of a "pick-me-up".

The man I truly believe was called upon to take my fathers place when he passed away, was in St George for a marathon, and he gave me a blessing.

I know he has so much love for me . 

I can feel it through his hands on my head, the hugs, and the tears we shared. 

Its confusing sometimes.

I think i forgot what its like to be loved by a father. Its a feeling you honestly will never know until its gone. But this weekend i was able to feel that,

It was indescribable.

I'm so thankful i have the lord working with me and that i can ask for a blessing and receive it. THE GOSPEL IS TRUE.

I have a father on the other side protecting me and strengthening me.

And i have so many father figures on this side doing the same.

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One of my favorite quotes

"Sometimes life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, its about learning to dance in the rain"