Because He Lives

This morning, Josh and I woke up early to go say goodbye to his family, who came to visit for a week. As we walked out the door, the crisp morning air hit us, and all was silent except for the birds singing. I gave myself a moment to take it all in before we hopped in the car. In that small moment, I was filled with peace. Because He lives, I can enjoy the nature in this beautiful world that Christ has created for us.

This conference weekend, I’ve been making an effort to find areas I need to improve on. The one thing that hit me the hardest was a quote that went something like this: “Choose to be happy rather than choose to be right.” I feel like this is my biggest problem in my marriage, as it may be for a lot of people. Sometimes I make this decision a little too late. Sometimes I hurt my husband’s feelings in the attempt to gain whatever small and fleeting victory comes from being “right.” I’m so grateful for the Atonement, that I may be forgiven of these moments, however big or small. Because He lives, I have the perfect example of forgiveness.

I’m also grateful for the organization of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Just as was addressed by Dale G. Renlund this weekend, “A saint is a sinner who keeps on trying.” This church is made up of over 15 million imperfect people. But aren’t we blessed that Jesus Christ, who is perfect, stands at the head? He directs his prophets, who guide and direct us. Because He lives, I know that following the prophets will lead me closer to Him.

“I know that my Redeemer lives! What comfort this sweet sentence gives. … He lives, and while He lives I’ll sing. He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.”

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