Today is a strange day. My roommate is getting kicked out of school because she broke rules. I feel very bad for her. I wish there was something I could do. The real problem is though... there is no remorse. Usually when people do things wrong, they feel sorry. This just isn't the case in this instance. That is the saddest part. Granted, I know how easy it is to feel so much remorse that you beat yourself up all the time.
I realized today, just how much I love and care about my family. I think about them so much and find myself with bruised and callused knees from praying for them so much. Tonight before I headed off to bed, I got the sudden urge to pray for my brother. I have been very worried about him lately but tonight I felt like it was vital for me to ask for some divine inspiration.
What I have noticed in my life has been, the way I usually receive answers from God has been through feelings of peace or memories of peaceful and pleasant things. Tonight I received just that feeling. I was reminded of a time while I was at home not too long ago. I was given an amazing opportunity that I had quite literally prayed for since I joined the church. I was asked by one of my siblings to teach them about the Mormon Church. It was something I had honestly dreamed about for quite some time. The Mormon Church teaches that when people are married in the temple, it is sealed by God. Not just for this life, but for eternity. The idea that my family has the opportunity to live together forever is something that I want so bad. I can't imagine heaven really being heaven without my mom, dad and all my siblings.
I was able to teach just that lesson to them that night. Memories of that night flooded my mind as I prayed for my brother and I remembered the peace I felt. They might not follow or accept it now but I know that they will someday. I will never give up on any one of them because the Lord has yet to give up on me. What a miracle!
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