I am writing this especially for my family. Because it is so
very sacred, and personal. I want to share with you an experience that happened
to me this morning before we started our studies.
As you all know, today is Preparation day. This means that
we have to wash our clothes, shop, clean, study, prepare for the whole week. We
don’t have much time to do it all so I usually start by waking up and doing my
laundry. While I washing my clothes I usually think about random things… like
what we will do this week, where we will eat today, old memories.. but today my
thoughts were turned to the savior as I sat there in my silent time washing my
garments.
Garments, as we all know, are white and need to remain
white. But… I live and proselyte in the Philippines. So inevitably there are
dirt in them, rain water stains, and just really dirty. So as I sat there and
tried to get them white, even with the soap, I just couldn’t do it. I scrubbed
and squeezed… I was so determined to get my garments white and not have to go
get the zonrox (Clorox??). But to no success, my
garments were still not as white, and still a little brown from the dirt and rain
water… I finally decided to get the zonrox, after I put just a little dab on
seconds later they were white.
This is just like the Atonement. We are like garments, we
make mistakes, we are dirty, we have stains. We MUST do everything in our power
to become clean, for example go to church, read the scriptures, keep the
commandments, pray, and after all that we do. The atonement makes up the
difference.
We cannot become clean on our own. We need divine help. But
only after ALL WE CAN DO.
I am so thankful for Christ and his infinite atonement for
me because he loves me and wants me to return to him and the Father.
As I was thinking about his relationship with me as Elder
brother… I thought of my earthly elder brother. Dustin. I never had a chance to
meet him in this life, but I imagine that if he were here he would be something
like the savior. Protective, loving, caring, compassionate, obedient, and
willing to take the punishment for his little sister.
Then I thought about my little brother Weldon. I thought
about the time that mom was prego with him how resentful I was. I didn’t want
another baby… I wanted to be the baby forever. I remember when I had to go to
the hospital, I didn’t want to go. And then when I got there mom told me to
hold this little bomb that I thought ruined my world… I was hesitant. But I
remember as I had this little home wrecker in my arms, and I looked into his
little face, a wave of love washed over me. And ever since then, he has been
such a great joy in my life. He makes me laugh when he laughs, I cry when he
cries, I hurt when he hurts… I want to always just protect him, I want to do
everything I can for him so he will have a good life… and then I thought about
the way he sees me. I remember when I was almost ready to leave on my mission..
him and I went to the store and he just had to tell everyone that his sister
was going on a mission to the Philippines.. and he was going to to when he got
older. I remember he wanted to wear fingernail polish, because I did. He wants
to do the same things as me.
This relationship is the same, or should be the same between
us and the savior. The savoir loves us more than anyone else. He weeps when we
weep, hurts when we hurt, rejoices when we rejoice, and laughs when we laugh.
He wants to protect us. He Even took the punishment of sin upon Himself so we could have a good life.
Now our relationship with him, is much like weldons
relationship with me. We should look up to him and want to be like him. Do the
things he did. Follow in his footsteps.
As we use the atonement we become more like the savior. Our
relationship becomes stronger, and we really get to KNOW the savior.
Kabalo ako gid nga ini tanan matuod. Sa sagrado nga ngalan
ni JesuCristo, Amen.
I love you. I hope this makes sense... (: love, sister young
My last days in silay...(: Bitter sweet
Goodbye Silay... hello to the beatuiful beaches of Sipalay!(:
A new place, a new fun time.
COCONUTS!!!!!
Remember how scared of my house I was? yeah... this is why. but Its okay now, I just pray everynight that the spider that is the size of my hand wont sleep with me(:
a flood after a big rain cause of a typhoon this last week, and us in a boat crossing to the other island!
Christian, our baptism.
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