Early Returned Honor

Doctrine and Covenants 124:49

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Skipping the Hard Parts


Twice a year, my piano teacher would have us learn a piece to perform in a recital. My preparation for these recitals varied. Sometimes I could have played the song with my eyes closed. Sometimes I was not so prepared.

For one recital I learned “Battle Hymn of the Republic.” Well. I say “learned,” but I don’t think it’s the right word. I didn’t practice as much as I should have. The day the recital came, I still had a difficult section at the end—five measures—that I couldn’t get through. I hadn’t practiced it because I felt it was too hard. And now it was too late. Right before I was supposed to play—I mean right before, like on my way to the piano when it was my turn—I asked my teacher if I could just play the final note and skip that part that I didn’t learn. Continue reading

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My Mission Was A Failure: A Success Story


I’ve always been a little obsessed with failure. I’m one of those students who felt like a 96% on a test was a failure. Not getting accepted for a job was a failure. Not finishing my food at a restaurant? Failure.

I think everyone has their own definition of failure. My personal definition is when I don’t succeed at something that I tried to do (a friend of mine pointed out that I then need to define success, so we’ll say that success is when I meet my goals). By that personal definition, coming home early–not succeeding at staying out for the 18 months that was expected–was a failure.  Continue reading

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You’re Still A Missionary: One of the Best Ways To Be A Missionary Right Now

missionary-praying-788725-wallpaperWhen my sister got her mission call, I was still in Ohio serving mine. I didn’t expect to see her until she came home (I actually was home about a month or two after this, but at the time I assumed I wouldn’t see her for a very long time). I wanted to do something for her. So on my preparation days, I wrote letters. I wrote a letter to read on her first night in the MTC, one for the plane ride to her mission, one for her first transfer, one for really hard times, and so on. I cried writing every single one of them. And I prayed that they would be able to help her in the difficult moments when I could not be there for her.
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The Missionary that Changed My Life

When I was younger, probably around ten years old or so, I met a missionary that changed my life.

aIf I remember right, the missionaries were over at our house for my little sister’s birthday party. We adored her companion, who was fun and funny and maybe just a little but crazy. We were playing with some of the balloons and I bragged about how I’d read all the Harry Potter books over a dozen times. This amazing sister missionary looked at me and challenged me to read the Book of Mormon more times than I read Harry Potter.

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Scripture Toolkit: Emergency Scriptures For When You Feel Broken

At many times in my life, I found scriptures to help me get through whatever I was facing. Many of us have our go-to scriptures for when we need extra love and comfort from our Heavenly Father. I will continue to add to this list as I find scriptures.

Book of Mormon
1 Nephi 21:14-15
Mosiah 24:13-16
3 Nephi 17

Old Testament
Psalms 46:1
Psalms 46:10
Joshua 1:9
Isaiah 1:8

New Testament
Romans 8
Philippians 4:6
Philippians 4:13

Doctrine and Covenants

The Hope of God’s Light by Dieter F. Uchtdorf
Like a Broken Vessel by Jeffrey R. Holland


Do you have a favorite emergency scripture? 

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Bailing Out the Boat

Another personal blog post.

The MTC wasn’t the happiest experience of my life. I got sick enough with the flu that they almost took me to the emergency room and I was quarantined in the dorm room for about a week. My companion and I (had a little bit of trouble adjusting to being constant companions 24/7. I was overwhelmed at the idea of even being a missionary and needing to talk to people. And it was exhausting. Somehow in all of the talk about missions I had ever heard, I didn’t remember anyone telling me how exhausting and difficult the MTC would be. Most of the time I felt like I needed to have windshield wipers installed on my eyeballs because I was either crying for frustration with myself for not being able to teach, frustration at being sick, or frustration that comes from exhaustion or crying because I was experiencing some of the most beautiful spiritual moments I had had up until that point of my life. The whole experience was a whirlwind. Some of it I don’t remember. Some moments I can picture as clear as if they happened five minutes ago. Continue reading