Well, another day has come and gone. Things seem much less chaotic this semester for me. I am taking time for myself to sleep, to eat, to exercise, and most importantly to read my scriptures.
I have been counseled to read my scriptures because I would find protection there. I never took that counsel quite seriously. I felt a difference in my life when I served a mission for my church in San Jose, California, but the habits I had established on my mission faded away/got sacrificed when I returned home and became so busy.
It is so important not only to read your scriptures but to study them and pair your study with prayer. Heavenly Father knows what we need better then we do ourselves, and He will guide us if we will but live our lives in accordance to what He has asked and if we listen to the Spirit.
I am grateful for my mortal probation, for my opportunity to learn and to grow. I know that my growing experiences have come from me giving of myself and from the sacrifices of others. I know God lives. I know that Jesus Christ is my elder brother and friend. He died and now He lives for me. And this-this gives me calmness and peace in my life.