The Savior never lets me down. I drug my sad, lonely butt to church today, haha, (because I am committed to that) and sat down all alone. It was amazing! My friend, Andrea, came in and sat on one side of me, while some other people just visiting (who had beautiful voices) sat on the other side of me and I felt snuggled right in the middle of family. Church is one of my homes. The music was perfect. The talks were perfect; one was about planting and growing seeds and becoming, and the other brought me to tears. The Spirit was strong. The Savior never lets me down. I know He knows me. I know He is aware of me and my needs. His continued mercy, love, and grace humbles me and fills me with hope.
Forever grateful!
