Worth of Women - 10 Things

I am going to share a slightly more personal story with all of you, but during my first year of college, there was a week when my building of girls was given this challenge to do this sort of "Health Week." We were given this list that explained what we should do so we could be healthy in all aspects of our life. So one day was like eating healthy so we could be healthy physically. Another day was like read your scriptures to be spiritually healthy. And so on. I don't know how many girls actually did it; I know I tried but I certainly didn't do it every day. But the one day I still remember very clearly was when we were supposed to write down 10 things we liked about ourselves. I think it was part of being emotionally healthy. And so I sat down to write 10 things I liked about myself.

And I couldn't do it.

I realized that I didn't like myself. I didn't have 10 qualities that I liked about myself in that moment. And it shocked me. It was the first time it dawned on me how much I did not like myself. I knew that God didn't want it to be like that. I knew God didn't want me to hate myself. And so I said a prayer and after a long time of pondering about it, I finally came up with a list of 10 things I liked about myself though it wasn't easy. And I started praying every night for Heavenly Father to show me what He liked about me, to help me like myself.

On the mission, I started doing that again with another companion. Each night we wrote down 10 things we liked about ourselves. Not very long after, I started studying intensely the worth of women. What makes women special? I hear it all the time in conference talks. "You women are beautiful! You women are great!" But what makes us beautiful? What makes us great?

I could probably write a book on what I've learned, but I have condensed it to ten things.

Here are my 10 things I like about myself and that make women beautiful:

1. Faith

Whether you think you have faith or not, women you have a great potential to have faith. Men may have the priesthood, but you have extraordinary faith. It is not just faith to see miracles, but the kind of faith that permeates. The kind of faith that is catching. The kind of faith that when other's hear your testimony, they feel the spirit. They SEE your faith. I love my faith. I love how much it has grown on my mission. I love the lessons I learned about it. If there is anything I love more about myself it is my testimony. It is my love for the gospel, my desire to return to my Heavenly Father. 

2. Spiritually Sensitive

Elder M. Russell Ballard said "Our sister leaders have a spiritual sensitivity that will prompt them how to best approach and nurture those whom the missionaries are teaching." Said an apostle of the Lord! We sisters are spiritually sensitive. And I love that about myself. I love that I can feel the spirit and that I am quick to sense when it is gone. I love that I am sensitive to other's needs.

3. Compassionate

Women have an amazing ability to be compassionate. It is just in our nature to be so. As such, we form the largest women's organization in the world: The Relief Society. A society for women to bring relief and compassion to people all over the world. There is no other organization quite like it. I love that I am a part of the Relief Society, and I love that I have compassion.

4. Virtuous

"Women bring with them into the world a certain virtue, a divine gift that makes them adept at

instilling such qualities as faith, courage, empathy, and refinement in relationships and in cultures." -Elder D. Todd Christoffserson

Elder Christofferson also calls this the moral force of women. I know that I have that within me too. I am virtuous and I love that about me. "Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies." (Proverbs 31:10)

5. The Power to be Mothers

I have often heard that we women are so great because we get to create life. But it is more than that. God created a magnificent plan for us to come down to earth and continue our education here, to receive bodies, and continue to progress so we could someday become like him. But an essential part of this plan was that we would forget everything from our old life, everything of who we were and how great we were. We would come to a world where we would no longer be in the presence of our dear Father, and we would have temptations on all sides to try to keep us from getting back to our Father. And we wouldn't even remember anything!!

BUT God didn't send us down to earth with nothing. He gave us a very special gift to help us get through this life. He gave us mothers.

Mothers are God's secret weapons. Mothers are our greatest protection and fortification. Mothers not only bring us into the world, but they teach us how to live in this world. They remind us of who we used to be, of our potential, and who we still are. They teach us how to correctly use these bodies which are so important and essential in the plan of Salvation. So mothers not only are partners with God in the creation of our bodies, but they teach us how to correctly use them and live in this world where we can't remember anything of our past life. What a grand and important role mothers have in the great Plan of Salvation. I am not a mother, but I love the fact that someday I know I will be. Whether in this life or the next, I will be a mother.

6. Strength

It is interesting that while men are stronger than women physically in many aspects, studies show that women actually tend to be healthier than men, are less likely to have cancer than men, live longer than men, and as infants, girls are generally healthier than boys and are born with less physical problems. We don't know why. But I have a few guesses. One guess is that maybe God just really likes his daughters. Another is that perhaps because our bodies need to be stronger in order to carry life. Those are just my guesses, but whatever the reason, women are strong, and not just physically either. We have to be strong to live in this world. To raise families, to face adversity, to counter the lies of the adversary, to keep your head lifted when all around you is telling you to put it down. It is a hard world to live in. It is a difficult one. Sometimes we feel so weak. But look back on what you have done. You have made it this far. Now keep going. You have passed through many tests and heartbreaks and you could have given up, but you didn't. Here you stand. You are strong. I just made it through 18 months of what can be rightly described of as the refiner's fire. I must be strong to have served a mission. And I love that about myself.

7. Creative

I love that I am creative.

"You might say, 'I'm not the creative type. When I sing, I'm always half a tone above or below the note. I cannot draw a line without a ruler. And the only practical use for my homemade bread is as a paperweight or as a doorstop.'

If that is how you feel, think again, and remember that you are spirit daughters of the most creative Being in the universe. Isn't it remarkable to think that your very spirits are fashioned by an endlessly creative Being in the universe. Isn't it remarkable to think that your very spirits are fashioned by an endlessly creative and eternally compassionate God? Think about it-your spirit body is a masterpiece, created with a beauty, function, and capacity beyond imagination."

-President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

No one an say it better than him.

8. Brave

President George Q. Cannon said that "We stood loyally by God and by Jesus, and...did not flinch." Can you picture that? Standing on the battlefield in the war in heaven, with Satan and his devils shouting at us, and you did not flinch! We were some of the bravest of all of God's children. When we were tested, we proved ourselves time and again to be obedient and courageous. We defended the Plan of Salvation and were not ashamed. We faced the prospect of our earth life without fear. We trusted so fully in God, and he trusts in us. "Can you imagine that God, who knew us perfectly, reserved us to come now, when the stakes would be higher and the opposition more intense than ever? When He would need women who would help raise and lead a chosen generation in the most lethal spiritual environment! Can you imagine that He chose us because He knew we would be fearless in building Zion?" -Sherri Dew
I am afraid of many things. I am terrified of spiders. I am terrified of talking to people on the street. I HATE scary movies.
But I know now that I may be afraid, but I am brave, too. I was brave when I left home to go to college at 18. I was brave to serve a mission. I was brave to call people to repentance. I was brave to return home. I am brave. And I love that I am brave.

9. Obedient

Elder Neil A. Maxwell said, “The youth of this generation have a greater capacity for obedience than any previous generation.” President George Q. Cannon also said, “God has reserved spirits for this dispensation who have the courage and determination to face the world, and all the powers of the evil one, visible and invisible, to proclaim the gospel and maintain the truth and establish and build up the Zion of our God fearless of all consequences. He has sent these spirits in this generation to lay the foundation of Zion never more to be overthrown, and to raise up a seed that will be righteous, and that will honor God, and honor Him supremely, and be obedient to Him under all circumstances.”

I am obedient. I try to be as obedient as I can be. I make mistakes. But I have a great desire to be obedient. And I love that about myself.

10. Daughter of God

We are His daughters. We are like him. We each are given special gifts from him. We have the companionship of a member of the Godhead with us. We are part of his great plan. Within each of us is a great nobility that we all need to recognize. We are all royalty. Someday we will return to live with our Father in Heaven. He loves us. So we should love us too. I love that I am a daughter of God.

 

That is my list. Now here is my challenge: make your own list. What are ten things you like about yourself? You women ARE amazing. Never forget that!

 

God's Grace

One of the most tender lessons I learned on my mission is that God's grace is all around us. I learned what grace is, and I learned that even I can receive of it.

I heard so much from other missionaries about how they had overcome a challenge through the enabling power of the Atonement. Because I am naturally more afraid of talking to people, I focused on the stories of missionaries who were timid who came to the mission and immediately got over their fear or at least with a little bit of time they were able to come out of their shell and start talking to people on the street without fear.

I prayed that it would be the same for me. I prayed that I would get over my fear, that the Lord would give me courage. I felt that if I could do that, if I could talk to everyone on the street, the work would progress so much, and I knew that the Lord would put those prepared people in our path. But I couldn't get up the courage. I heard stories that when missionaries can't get up the courage to talk to people on the street, it is because they don't love the Lord very much, or they just don't want to. But I did want to. I don't know if there was anything I wanted more for myself on my mission than to get over my fear. And I did love the Lord. I love him with all my heart. He has done so much for me. But....he didn't help me get over my fear.
I never got up the courage. I would see a person and think "I need to talk to them! What if they have been searching for the truth? I have the truth!" But the closer we got, the faster my heart would go and I would panic and keep walking. I began to hate myself that I couldn't get over this stupid fear of mine.

One missionary suggested that I study grace every day and try to apply grace, see if God's grace would help me get over my fear. I also set the goal that for 6 weeks, every week I would talk to 4 people on the street. Well I did it, but I felt like I cheated. You see there were very few people that I actually got the courage to walk up to and start the conversation. The majority of those people walked up to me and started asking questions. And we saw miracles through it! But I still felt like I cheated a little. And the more I studied grace, the more frustrated I got. Apparently God's grace can do so many things, but it didn't apply to me. It could help people do miracles and overcome the biggest of challenges. But it couldn't help me with mine.

And then I read one of the most beautiful talks by Sherri Dew on God's grace and I realized I was defining grace all wrong.

I saw grace as this power of God to help us overcome challenges, to help us do something we couldn't do before. And it is that. But it is more than that.

God's grace is manifest when we are able to forgive a companion who has seriously hurt your feelings and made you cry. God's grace is feeling love and concern for a person you hardly know. God's grace is feeling the spirit in a lesson. God's grace is finding the words to say in a lesson when you have no idea what these people need to hear. God's grace is when a women finds the answer to her prayers in the Book of Mormon and comes to you and says she wants to be baptized. God's grace is a woman showing up at the last moment to come back to church after a year of inactivity. God's grace is telling the Lord "there's nothing more I can do for this woman," and the next day she shows up at church. God's grace is reading the scriptures and finding an answer to a prayer.

And God's grace was evident every time a person walked up to me and asked about the church. It was evident when I reached my goal. Maybe I never overcame my weakness, but God made up for it. Paul in the New Testament talked about his weakness being a thorn in the flesh all the days of his life. He does not tell us what his weakness is, but clearly God never took it away. But God made up for it anyways. I never became the confident outgoing missionary I envisioned myself to be. But God made up for my weaknesses and I saw miracles. His grace was and still is all around me.

His grace was when I knelt in a bathroom and cried my heart out for God to not condemn this person we were teaching. It was there as I sobbed and my clenched hands shook, and a vision of the Lord in the Garden of Gethsemane came to my mind as the Lord told me "I have already paid the price."

God was there for me as I knelt by my bed and pleaded with the Lord to show me a sign that he was listening. He was there as I clung to my companion and cried when someone told us they no longer wanted to investigate the church. He was there as I asked myself over and over again if I had made the right choice in going on a mission. He was there when I felt so alone and so forgotten. He was there when my companion and I ran for our lives when a man was chasing us.

And he was there when my companion and I would sit and read from the Book of Mormon with a lady who had just lost her husband. He was there when we took a lady to the temple to do temple baptisms for the first time. He was there as my companion and I found joy in stepping on leaves on our way to appointments. He was there as my companion and I sang our hearts out in the pouring rain. He was there when numerous people would offer us water as we walked in 100 degree weather. He was there as a lady sang her heart out to the hymns in church even though it was her first time being there and she had no idea how the hymns went. He was there as a member bore their testimony to me at dinner, and my eyes watered and I knew God loved me.

God does love me. He was there with me every minute of my mission, helping me get through it. He was there with me in the frustrating moments, the painful moments, the sweet moments, the spiritual moments, the beautiful moments, the ugly moments, and the amazing moments. Every day was a miracle. God's grace was there every day.

I am so incredibly thankful for my Savior Jesus Christ, for there is no one else who knows exactly what I have been through. I am so thankful for his atonement. This Christmas season, that is what I am thankful for. Christ was the first gift. His life was all for us. Because he loves us. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Charity Never Faileth

Before entering the MTC, Satan put lots of doubts in my mind to try to stop me from what I was about to do. One by one I overcame them all, I said goodbye to my comfort zone and family, and I left everything behind as I began the hardest, but most wonderful 18 months of my life. But Satan didn’t stop putting doubts into my mind though once I entered the walls of the MTC. I began to have a new fear: What if I could never love the people on my mission? What if I was incapable of feeling such love for another person? What if there was something wrong with me and I was unable to feel charity?

That is what I want my blog post to be on today. The lesson I learned about charity.

At the ending of my time in the MTC, a story was recounted of three boys in the Martin Handcart company who carried women across an icy river of water to save them and bring them to safety. And if I remember the story correctly, they don’t do this just once but three times. They were so concerned about the lives of others and saving them, that they completely forgot themselves. Later, all three died as a result of the cold water. But they will forever be remembered in history. They had been true heroes.

I heard that story and thought “I want to be like that. I want to be like those three boys and be so selfless. I am about to cross a river as I enter the mission field. But do I have the courage that those boys had? I want to have charity like that, but I don’t know if I do.”

I made it to the field and quickly realized that I was completely able to love these people. How could you not love another when you are serving? How could you not love someone when you pray for them every night and study for them every morning and every Thursday make plans on what you can do to help them progress in the Gospel? How could you not love someone when you sit with them in their house and hear how hard their life is and how much they are struggling, and together you read the Book of Mormon and help them feel the Spirit and remember their true worth as a child of God? How could you not love them when the Spirit is so strong, it testifies to you that God loves them and he has great things in store for that person? How could I not love them?

But I will admit, sometimes it is hard to have charity and be patient. There were times when I would plead with the Lord, “Help me Lord have charity for this person, because I really want to give them a piece of my mind, but I don’t think that would be a very sister-missionary-like thing to do.”

And so I began my extensive search in the scriptures to understand Charity and how we obtain it.

I discovered my answer in 1 Corinthians 13. Since I had already been studying in depth Chapter 6 in Preach My Gospel about the Christlike Attributes, things started popping out at me in these following verses that I had never noticed before. I have in parentheses the impressions that I got while reading.

“4. Charity suffereth long (PATIENCE) and is kind, charity envieth not, charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up (HUMILITY).

5. Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own (OBEDIENCE), is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil (VIRTUE);

6. Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth (KNOWLEDGE)

7. Beareth all things (PATIENCE AGAIN), believeth all things (FAITH), hopeth all things, (HOPE), endureth all things (DILIGENCE)

I realized why Charity is the most important of all the attributes of Christ, and why without charity we are nothing. Because Charity is ALL of the attributes of Christ in one. It is being patient, being humble, being obedient, having virtue, rejoicing in knowledge, having faith, having hope, and being diligent. That is charity.

And how do we get it? By praying with all of the energy of heart. For it is a gift. We do not just decide one day “I have charity.” God must give it to us. So we must be worthy of that gift and we must ask for it. We should not just pray once a week or a day to have charity. We should not just pray halfheartedly for charity. But we should pray with all the energy of heart for the Lord to give that gift to us.

I did love the people on my mission, and as I did all I could do and tried to give up my will for the Lord’s, the charity came. I have never cried so hard as I have on my mission. Why? Because I was hurting to see others in such pain. I have never felt so disappointed and devastated on my mission then to see someone who I loved decide to no longer continue investigating the church. I have never felt such exquisite joy then on my mission to see someone enter the waters of baptism and say “I know that this is the true church. I know that I am supposed to be baptized.”

Sometimes it can be quite exhausting and frustrating to love someone so much. At one point in my mission, I started thinking, what is the point of all of this? What was the point in teaching that person and helping them get to church and feel the spirit when now they want nothing to do with the church and won’t answer the door? Why did we have to go through those wonderful times, and learn to really love this person, only for it to end in tragedy? What was the point of us teaching that person and serving them and loving them?

But why did Christ make Judas an apostle when He knew that someday Judas would betray him too? Why did Christ teach and serve the people of Jerusalem when he knew that they would in the future crucify him? Christ knew that they would betray him, yet he stilled served them. He still offered them a chance. He still loved them.

That is why we serve. That is why we do everything we do as missionaries. Yes, many people will never accept our message. But we teach them anyways, because we love them and we need to show them that we love them. It is not enough to love. To be charitable, you must prove that love.

Through that charity, God has taught me some of the sweetest lessons on how much He loves us. For if I can weep and plead with God that He save this person’s life and not condemn them for any mistakes they make, how much more does God love them?

God loves us so much. I know that He loves us. I know He loves me and all of the people on my mission. I love the people on my mission, with a love I didn’t know I could possess. And I know that as we pray for God’s help, He will help us to love those around us and He will show us why He loves us. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Developing Faith In Jesus Christ

Hello again! I recently finished serving an 18 month mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Salt Lake City. As such, this will be the first blog post of mine in 18 months, and I wanted to write about the amazing lessons I have learned on my mission. Because I have many topics I want to talk about, I will break it up into several different posts over the next couple of weeks. I have never learned so much in such a small portion of time.

We have all been given talents, gifts that we are supposed to use to help raise the Kingdom of God. One talent of mine is writing, although I didn’t get to use that talent very often on my mission. But now that I am home and school doesn’t start until January and I have all the time in the world, I want to put my talents to good use and hopefully my words can be a channel for the spirit to touch others.

And so this first blog post I dedicate to the topic of faith, because this was one of the things I learned most about on my mission. You see, in Preach My Gospel, one of the few books a missionary can read, there is a beautiful chapter all about the Attributes of Christ. For some reason I can’t really explain, this chapter has fascinated me more than any other chapter in, well, any book. If you could see my Preach My Gospel, you would see a chapter completely filled with notes upon notes upon notes, written in every space I could squeeze it in. And every time I had a new companion, I noticed a theme going on where I seemed to struggle with one particular Christlike attribute, that I suddenly started hearing in every talk, and started finding in every chapter of the Book of Mormon, until by the end of that transfer or the next, I had a completely new understanding of it.

And there was one Christlike attribute that I noticed seemed to be the theme of mine for two different times in my mission, and really truly the whole time. That was faith.

You hear a lot about faith on a mission. And if you don’t really understand what faith is, it can really bring you down to hear comments from your leaders like “if this [insert miracle here] isn’t happening, you don’t have enough faith.” And “If you want baptisms, you need to have more faith.” And “If you had more faith you wouldn’t fear anyone.” And “If you want to see miracles, you have to have faith.”

Now these are true, but you have to understand what faith is first. I did not at the beginning of my mission. I kept hearing those comments and looking at my area and the lack of baptisms, and thought “is it because I don’t have enough faith?”

And I would try to show what I thought was faith by praying at night that the next day we would get one lesson with a member present. Just one. Not a big number at all. One. And then we would call people and make appointments and work and work and work to get a member with us to just one lesson at the very least. And I would pray the whole time that it would happen, and I would say “I have faith that we are going to have a member present.”

Well guess what? I’d say like 9 times out of 10 it didn’t happen. Last minute the member would cancel or just plain not show up or last minute the lesson would cancel or we’d get to the door and no one would answer and then after that NO ONE would answer their doors for the rest of the night.

And I became very confused. In my head, I was showing my faith, and I was working to get the end result I wanted. So why wasn’t it happening? Did I just not have enough faith? I began to seriously doubt myself, and became very depressed any time the topic of faith was brought up during a meeting. I told myself that I didn’t have faith anymore. I didn’t have faith that we were going to get members to lessons with us, I didn’t have faith in the ward, and I didn’t have faith in myself.

And then while I was reading once again in Preach My Gospel, Chapter 6, something stood out to me that I had never noticed before. The title of the section on faith is “Faith in Jesus Christ.” And that was when I realized that I was putting my faith in the wrong thing.

We are supposed to have faith in Christ, not necessarily other people. If others mess up, if things aren’t going right, we should look towards Christ and just think about how our faith in him is. Faith is not about other people or things. It is faith that Christ is our Savior, He can help us, we are doing His work, and He will bless us for our efforts, if not always in the way we want to be blessed. It is okay if we do not have faith in ourselves. God didn’t ask us to have faith in ourselves. It’s okay if we don’t have faith in other people. God really didn’t ask us to do that. He asked us to have faith in Christ.

And I had faith in Christ. And once I realized that, once I calmed down and decided that maybe I didn’t have faith that we were going to get a member to a lesson with us, maybe I didn’t have faith that this person was going to open the door, or maybe I didn’t have faith that this person was going to come to church, but I had faith in Jesus Christ, that He is my Savior, and that He loves me. Once I realized all of that, I started seeing the miracles. The work picked up almost immediately and we saw miracles. Because we started putting our faith in Christ, and not anything else. THAT is faith.

And the funny thing was, this whole time that I told myself I didn’t have faith, we were doing online proselyting, I was bearing my testimony proving that I had faith when people would get on pretending they were investigators and then almost literally shove their anti-mormon literature in my face and I had to respond to what could have been a very convincing argument if I had not already received a witness of the truth of this church. I was able to respond and say time and again “I know that God lives and that He is my Father and that He loves me. I know this Church is true and that Christ is the head of this church.” I had faith. I just didn’t know that that was what faith was.

And then later in my mission, again the theme of faith came up and I learned an important lesson: God is never done teaching us. I wasn’t done learning about faith, and I will probably never be done. This time I learned that it does not matter if you only have a little bit of faith. You do not need huge quantities of faith to see miracles and move mountains. In the Bible, Jesus says “faith the size of a mustard seed.” You see, for the longest time I misinterpreted this scripture thinking that if we just had that little bit of faith, we could do miracles, but if the miracles aren’t happening, that must mean that you clearly don’t even have that much faith, your faith is like the size of speck. Wrong. That is not what that scripture means, I came to find out. Christ was trying to prove a point that was the exact opposite of what I believed. He was trying to prove that the amount of faith we have is not what produces miracles. It is the integrity we show towards that faith. It doesn’t matter if we start off with a little twig of faith, if we are true to what we know and act accordingly, God will let that twig grow into a tree. It is okay to only have a little twig of faith. Move forward, clutching on to that little twig, and you will see miracles.

I know now that I do have faith and it has grown immensely on my mission. I do know that God lives, Christ is his son, the Book of Mormon is the word of God, and that this is His true church upon the earth. I know that this is the way to happiness. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.