Sunday May 5 2013
Today I went to see the church leader that presides over the congregation, called a bishop. I went in feeling really down, my spirits were low to the point that my exhaustion was weighing me down even more. I told him what was on my mind and what was troubling me. He gave me advice and lovingly encouraged me. I asked him a question about specific guidance from the Lord, what I should do. He said that I didn’t need to do anything different, and then he paused for a moment. He then proceeded to tell me what I needed to hear. He asked me questions that, unless prompted by the Lord through the Holy spirit, he would not have thought to ask. This comforted me, both knowing what I needed to work on, and that Heavenly Father was aware of me and He works through the leaders of His church to help His children on earth.
This makes me more aware of the power of the Holy Spirit, of the calling from God that my bishop has, and the authority to preside over the members of my congregation.
This was just one instance today that I felt the hand of the Lord lifting me up. By the end of church, I felt peace that I did not come with, I had energy that I would not have imagined, and the strength to lift up my head and walk out into the world and face it again. This is one of the biggest reasons I Love going to church. We are healed and lifted and taught and loved.
As we search for Him, as we knock and ask for help, humble ourselves enough to kneel at His feet, He will reach our outstretched hand and joyfully lift us up.
I am learning this to be true.
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