I testify that God loves us. I know that we are His children. I know He has a specific plan for each one of us, and like fingerprints, no two plans are alike.
I testify that He is a God of miracles. He weaves us in and out of one another's lives, weaving sorrow, weaving joy, until little by little, we step back and begin to see a masterpiece unfold and realize that that masterpiece is us.
I testify that God breaks us, He trims us, He sands us, He applies almost unbearable heat and pressure so that we can be purified, pure enough to return into His presence. But I've learned this with surety: The will of God will not take us where the grace of God does not protect us.
I testify that Jesus is the Christ. I am grateful for Him. He is LIFE. I am grateful for every step taken through my own personal Gethsemane these past few months so that I could come to know His Gethsemane. Through trials, we come to understand what He did there and also, why He did it.
I am grateful for His infinite sacrifice, but also the often overlooked sacrifice of His Father, who allowed such pain and suffering to happen because He knew that we could be saved. I testify, knowing it is again such a great sacrifice for Him, He allows us to pass through such pain and suffering because it will give us the faith in Jesus Christ so that we will be saved.
Of the many things I've learned, these are some of the most important:
Cherish our prophet, cleave unto His counsel, and always pray for him.
Each soul has great worth in the sight of God and He loves us equally.
The plan of salvation is a plan of progression, there is no right way to go but up.
The commandments are not boundaries of restriction, they are boundaries of protection.
The Sacrament is the most important moment of our week.
Thank you for the prayers and thank you for your faith. I'll see you soon.
Love,
Sister Spackman
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