Sunday is a Special Day

So first off, wasn't General Conference the BEST! There's something about being on a mission that just makes it like ten times greater. If you weren't able to watch it, or missed a session, go back and watch/listen/read it. The Lord is trying to talk to us, we just have to listen. So much peace, comfort and guidance comes from participating in General Conference.

I love Sundays. Sundays were always my favorite days back home because I had three solid hours without outside distractions to feel of Heavenly Father's love for me. Then when we came home, I decided to choose to keep that feeling by listening to Church songs on Pandora or doing some Personal Progress goals. There's just a feeling on Sunday that's kinda hard to recreate on the other days. I love them.

Our baptism for this weekend is going to be pushed back, but they are still committed to the gospel. They are solid people and love the things they are learning. We did an FHE activity with their grandkids and a family from the ward and they loved it. Lynn wants to start planning her own FHE lessons. Amber is another of our investigators progressing towards baptism and is so sweet. She's a YSA so we've had her going to the YSA FHE activities on Sunday night. They're small, only three other people besides the six missionaries that are invited along to fill the room. She's got some challenges to overcome, but who doesn't in this life. I can already see the difference the gospel has made in her life and I'm excited to see how else she lets it change her. 

I can see the difference a mission has made in my life already. It really is preparing me to be a better wife and mother and I feel like I'm a better person already. My mission has brought closer to my Savior and I understand the Atonement so much more. I can testify to you that His suffering covers everything, not just our sins. He felt our bad days when we feel like we can't go any further, when we feel alone in our afflictions, when it feels like nobody wants to listen to what we have to say. I've been through all those things in high school. Those were the days I had to turn to the Savior. I didn't understand it then like I understand it now, though. I want to be "Steadfast in Christ" for the rest of my life. 

So much love,

Sister Woodard