Yeah, I'm interrupting my testimony series again for a good cause... general conference!
I
love general conference. I was thinking about the apostasy and
imagining what it must've been like to not have the gospel or the
priesthood restored here on Earth and what a blessing it is to live in
these latter days. I'm so grateful I can just open my iPhone and have
the Book of Mormon ready for me, along with other scriptures and the
words of the latter-day prophets. It is so amazing how I could watch an
apostle speak to us on my iPhone as we were driving to the church. It's
so amazing that we have all of this! I know this church is true. I know
the priesthood power is the authority to act in God's name. I know
President Monson is a prophet of God.
If you are not a
member of the church or are less active or may have questions, you may
wonder, "how do you know?" Well, if by knowing you mean having empirical
evidence of all of this, then I can't say I do. But, I don't need to
see an angel, the Saviour, or God, to know that all of this is true. God
loves us individually. He knows our struggles, our worries, our
weaknesses, our questions, and He wants us to come home to Him. He wants
us to know He is there for us, but He can't confirm the truthfulness of
that unless we ask for it. We may expect or want this confirmation to
come a certain way and, I hate to break it to you, but it doesn't come
the way we expect or want it to. God knows us better than we know
ourselves, and He will give this confirmation to us in His own time and
in His own way that is best for us. He has confirmed the truthfulness of
all these things in a way that was so personal and individual and I
know you will have that experience too if you seek for it.
Like
I said, I've never seen God in this life. But, I know He lives. Through
many years of private prayer and fasting, I got little bits confirmed
to me. As I applied the gospel into my life and strived to keep the
commandments, I started to see the blessings that came from doing so.
I've seen little miracles happen in my life. And here's my confession:
Though I've had moments where I undoubtedly knew it was all true, I
still went through trials that were so difficult, so soul-stretching
that I asked myself if I should even bother praying because I didn't
know if God was there or if my problems were significant enough to tell
Him. But, after having endured my trials to the best of my capacities I
can say He does live and that He was with me every step of the way. I
love my God and my Saviour.
Tonight I'd like to talk
about my favourite talks from General conference! If I can remember...
Not gonna lie, it's a little overwhelming because it was 10 hours and I
was sleepy this last session. In general, the main message for me was to
get involved in missionary work, to have more faith in myself and in
God, and to better represent womanhood.
Missionary Work
Missionary
work... there is nothing as heart-softening as missionary work. I love
it. It can be a little exhausting and frustrating at times. But all in
all it is so rewarding. A lot of people go into the business side of
things and focus on the numbers. Yes, goals are important. But, what's
more important is to genuinely care about someone who is lost and
looking for their way home. If you think about your own struggles and
where you'd be without the gospel and all those priesthood blessings,
wouldn't it motivate you to go out and gather His lost sheep?
This is a story that inspires me to do a little more:
"The following event took place in a ward in Salt Lake City in 1974. It
occured during Scarament Meeting and was told to me by a Regional
Representative of the twelve, who was in the meeting. A young man, just
before leaving on his mission, stood in Sacrament Meeting and bore, in
essence, the following testimony. "My Brothers and Sisters, as you know,
during the past few weeks I have been awaiting my mission call. During
the time I was waiting I had a dream I was in the pre-existence and was
awaiting my call to come to earth. I was filled the same excitment and
anticipation that I had before I received my mission call. In my dream, I
was talking to a friend. He was a very dear friend, and I felt a
special closeness to him, even though I've never met him in this life.
As we talked, a messenger came and gave me a letter. I knew it was my
call to go to earth. In great excitment my friend and I opened the
letter I gave it to him and asked him to read it aloud. The letter said:
You have been called to earth in a special time and to a special land.
You will be born into the true church, and you will have the priesthood
of God in you home. You will be raised with many advantages and many
blessings. You will be born in a land of plenty-a land of freedom. You
will go to earth in the United States of America. "My friend and I
rejoiced as we read my call. And while we rejoiced, the messenger
returned. This time he had a letter for my friend. We knew it was his
call to earth. My friend gave me the letter to read aloud. The letter
said: You have been called to go to earth in circumstances of poverty
and strife. You will not be raised in the true church. Many hardships
will attend your life. Your land will be frought with political and
social difficulties which will hinder the word of the Lord. You will be
born in Costa Rica. We wept, my friend and I as we read his call. And my
friend looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, "when we are down
on earth, you in your choice land and me in Costa Rica, my friend, come
and find me." Then this young missionary, with tears in his own eyes,
said, "Brothers and Sisters, I have received my mission call. I am going
to Costa Rica. There is a special sequel to this story. About a year
after this Sacrament Meeting, the Bishop to this Ward received a letter
from the Missionary in Costa Rica. The letter had one sheet of paper in
it, and on the sheet was written in inch-high letter four word: I FOUND
MY FRIEND."
I'm not a full-time missionary. And
for those of you who are wondering, I am not planning on serving a
full-time mission in the near future either. But that doesn't mean that
story doesn't apply to me. I strongly believe that in the pre-mortal
realm we had strong bonds and friendships with our fellow brothers and
sisters, and that we promised those who wouldn't be born into an LDS
family that we would go and find them. We can and should be missionaries
now! We don't need a name tag or a letter from a prophet to influence
others for good. I can't help but imagine myself in the pre-mortal
life... I'm pretty sure I was still this bouncy, friendly, crazy chick I
am today so I must have had lots of good friends as I do now. What if I
promised them I'd share the gospel with them someday? The more I
participate in missionary work, the more I feel God's love and approval
for me! And you know what, missionary work isn't all about baptism and
conversion. Being a friend to someone (LDS or non-LDS), offering a smile
to someone who is sad, being kind to someone who is weighed down with
sorrow. What missionary work means to me is to uplift someone and make
them feel good about themselves! Whether it's through your influence,
your words, or your behaviour... Make them see that there's still hope
left and that they matter... not turning them into a Mormon.
Faith
"Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith" just
blew my mind. I've had a difficult year, and I was tempted to doubt my
faith and, unfortunately, I've had instances where I fell into that
temptation. I'm grateful to the people who loved me through it all. I'm
grateful to all the prayers, priesthood blessings, and kind words on my
behalf. So with all that being said, if you think the difficulty of what
you're going through exceeds your capacity to overcome it, I can relate
to that. I know what it's like to have something happen to you that
makes you lose all hope and motivation to keep going with your life. I
know what it's like to feel like you don't matter or that you're
unimportant. I know what it's like to be literally weighed down with so
much sorrow and heartbreak, you lose sense of your purpose here in this
life. I know what it's like to feel lonely and feel like nobody
understands you.
The only thing that kept me going was
the knowledge that Jesus Christ came to Earth and felt exactly what I
was feeling at that moment and that He had great love and compassion for
me. All I was capable of doing was to kneel down and pray to Him. And
somehow, I could just feel His sorrow for seeing me that way. I know He
feels love and compassion for you too. I know He felt what you are
feeling now in the garden of Gethsemane and that He saw your face as He
experienced that agony. I know it breaks His heart to see you shed
tears. I know He hears your heartfelt prayers. He hasn't forgotten you.
You are engraved in the palm of His hands. You are NOT alone. Though I
didn't have anything mind-blowing or supernatural happen as an answer to
my prayers, I felt great peace and comfort. I knew that somehow, things
were going to be okay and that this was only temporary. We're in this
together.
I balled my eyes out during Elder Holland's talk. It reminded me of all the trials I was called by God to overcome and I felt like I knew exactly
what he was talking about. But it also reminded me of all the miracles I
was able to witness as I strived to overcome those obstacles. Hearing
an apostle of God (and the prophet himself a week earlier) say God's
love is available for us whether we deserve it or not, just gives me
hope. It's just amazing to see them understand what it's like to go
through something difficult, and hearing them say that hope is never
lost and to do whatever it takes to move forward. It was a talk I feel
like everyone should hear, regardless of their religious background. It
was amazing!
Womanhood
Ok, this is actually a Kim-rant. You ready for some whining?
All these feminist movements annoy me. I could easily slap the Ordain Women
members right across their faces. They irritate me. I just get mad when
prophets and apostles clearly pass the message God has asked them to
give, and yet these women start a movement to change it. They need to
understand that it's not our church leaders who wanted to make it this
way; it is God's way.
I'm trying really hard to
sympathize, but I just can't. Some of them are married with children and
yet they feel like they still need the priesthood. Like, SHUT UP! I'm
not even engaged and I don't feel like I want the priesthood. There is
so much that women can do that men can't. Women are amazing! I love
being a woman.One YW leader taught us that women are awesome, and men
only have the priesthood to keep up with them.
Now, I
hope that by reading this you're not thinking that I'm all full of
myself because I'm a woman. My purpose as a woman hasn't been fulfilled
and I have yet to accomplish so much in my life. But getting the
priesthood is not one of them. If it so happens that our prophet
announced women could start receiving the priesthood here on Earth, I
would sustain and support it. But he hasn't. And that's what these women
need to understand.
I was watching their YouTube
videos and I felt sick to my stomach, and I could feel the spirit depart
from me just by watching it. I felt awful, and depressed that this is
happening. I'm not kidding, I feel like throwing up. Some pride
themselves in being excommunicated. Like, REALLY?! What made me even
more sad was that we heard so many uplifting talks about womanhood and
our purpses and the founder of Ordain Women said "Those messages are not directed to me,", but added that it is always nice to be in the presence of the
prophet and those in the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles. It threw me off!
I'd like to talk about one of the women who's
never needed or wanted the priesthood to be awesome. It's my mother. My
dad's had his fair share of leadership callings in the church. Sometimes
he would leave 7am or even earlier for work and come home at 9pm
because he was doing interviews at a city that was 2 hours away. It was
hard not seeing my dad as much as I would like to as he magnified his
church callings, and I'm only the daughter. I can't imagine how hard it
must have been on mother. I've complained about his absence, but mother
never did. Not for a split second did she complain. She has always
supported and sustained him and did everything she could to help him
magnify his callings.
I
truly believe that when a man is called to a leadership position, it is
really his wife who is being called to it. I truly believe that when
they're deciding who to call as the next bishop or stake president, they
prayerfully consider the wives of those men and how supportive they
will be. Supporting your spouse in that calling is very difficult and it
takes a woman to suck it up! Whenever I think about all my church
leaders I've looked up to, I think about their wives, who manage to be
even more amazing. Supporting your spouse in a leadership calling is
taking part in that calling as well.
Anyways, I love being a woman and my purpose
here on Earth. I'm humbled by the calling God has given me to bear
children someday, nurture them, and raise them in the gospel. Motherhood
is amazing! And you know, a lot of women never get the opportunity to
marry or have kids so I can't say that is the only thing I look forward
to in this life, as I'm still figuring out God's plan for me. But I
believe there is a lot of good that women can do without the priesthood
that men can't regardless of their marital status or family structure.

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