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Blessings...

God is aware of us. He knows our needs. He is benevolent.

Sometimes we (I) may be further away from Him and may not see or allow His influence in my life the way that it could be. Sometimes there are consequences to choices. Sometimes things happen to help us learn and grown. Sometimes those things are hard and challenging.

Like the muscles of our bodies, I believe that our spirits and personalities grow and develop through the lessons we learn in and the way that we react to those challenges.

I believe that God has given us power to act in His behalf for the good of His children on earth. That power is called the Priesthood. I have seen miracles in my life as a result of the power of the Priesthood. One of those miracles is that I can see and am not blind. That is a story for another day.

Since contracting Covid, I have received a couple of blessings for healing. They are personal and sacred to me. In the first blessing, though, I was told repeatedly that I was loved--by my family, by my friends, by my Heavenly Father. I have felt an outpouring of faith and love. Thank you!

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