Feels Like Home

It constantly amazes me how the Lord is ever present in our lives, and blesses us even when we probably don't deserve it. For the past few months I was really struggling and missed a lot of church. Once I started feeling better and was able to deal with things I wanted to go back, but I was so nervous that I would feel uncomfortable and out of place. I felt like I would have no friends and I would be alone. I didn't tell anyone how I was feeling, but last Sunday and throughout the week I got calls, texts, and visits from people in the ward telling me they missed me. It the very thing I prayed for, and yet I didn't even say a word. In fact, I didn't even know what I needed, but somehow the Lord knew and sent these wonderful women to me.

Saturday came and I started getting nervous again. I told Cassandra she had to come to church with me so I could have a friend there. Immediately, when we walked into the chapel I saw one of the sisters that had reached out to me, and my anxiety fled. I knew I was surrounded by sisters that truly loved and cared for me. I was overwhelmed and knew that this was home. I'm not sure how or why it took me two years to figure it out and really feel at home in this ward, but I am so grateful for the sisters that never gave up on me.

All of the talks and lessons that day were based on serving those around us. It really is the little things that mean the most. I'm not sure if those sisters have any idea what their simple acts of kindness meant to me, but I will never forget them. I hope that I too can reach out and bless another's live as they have done for me! Like I said, it is amazing to me how aware our Savior is of our individual needs. We are truly never alone!