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it just makes sense.

its sunday morning. i'm home alone because my parents and brother have gone to 9oclock church and mine starts at 1. but its an incredible sunday morning. it couldnt be more peaceful. i put on music-my servant joseph. and i can't seem to stop crying.

i love him-joseph smith. he is a prophet of God. and i just can't understand how people can deny it. it just makes sense.

i recently went to nauvoo..and it was amazing. walking where the prophet walked, seeing what he saw..it was the most incredible spiritual experience of a lifetime. the nauvoo pageant was amazing..and i'm sure i cried through 3/4 of it. the story of those early saints never fails to make me cry, and the hardships they faced were incredible. i just hope i can be half as faithful as those men's wives, and half as brave as those men in facing what they did. its just incredible to me. just incredible. to build a temple, use it once, then leave it..and watch it recede in the distance as you pushed your handcart away.. we walked the trail of hope that they did. and saw the temple in the distance as they did when they left their beloved nauvoo. it must have been heartwrenching. its almost too much to bear even now. that temple is amazing. we went in to do baptisms..and its so beautiful. so beautiful. later we went to carthage jail. we saw the bullet hole in the door. the window where joseph smith fell out of. and i cant even describe to you how much i knew that he was a prophet of God. it just makes sense. i dont understand how other people dont feel like they've been punched in the gut when they hear about the saint's trials and what they did for the gospel. its such a humbling experience being out there too...like my trials are nothing compared to these saints, and what have i got to complain about? i'm so freaking blessed its not even funny. i have also found what i can do with my talents. i'm determined to do one of those missions that all the people out there were doing. a performing mission? i dont even know what they're called or how i'll go about it, but i will do it. i've heard all my life that i need to make use of my talents, but singing in sacrament didnt seem like it was cutting it. i'll go sing to all the people in nauvoo about what i know to be true.

it just makes sense.

the Lords University

So i was wearing a shirt that said Brigham Young University on it. well, actually, this one:

and i went to FHE. yes, singles ward FHE. they advertised food, why not go? i made erika come with me and i went to FHE. we actually got a ride with scott, which was probably a bad idea, seeing as both of us wanted to leave almost right after we got there, and scott decided he wanted to go swimming. plus we got blocked in, with people thinking it was okay to double park behind us. anyway. the wall in the backyard of the farrers house is pretty short, and crescent street is right behind it. so i started waving at cars, trying to get them to wave back. i dont remember what i did to deserve such censure, but as i did something, mark walks up behind me and says, "and you go to the Lords University" in a rather condescending tone.

and i was thinking about it. i DO go to the Lords University! or i will, very shortly be going there. i'm in college. i'm going to BYU. since when did i grow up? i know i've been thinking about it lately, but that just kinda hit me all of a sudden at FHE by some random person that i didnt even know his name then..but i'm going to BYU! things are going to change.. BIG TIME.