This Book Belongs To               ____________________________________________     The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, ...
Sisters in the Kingdom:   Treasures of Light      Hurricane Utah West Stake            Relief Society              August ...
Foreword                                    A Message from our                                      Stake President       ...
Foreword                               A Message from our                Stake Relief Society Presidency   Our beloved sis...
THE LORD IS MY LIGHT       The Lord is my light; then why should I fear?         By day and by night his presence is near....
Development of the “Sisters in the Kingdom:                               Treasures of Light” Book Project                ...
Miracles Preceeding the Book:                “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light”                                 ...
Stephanie Peck    The opportunity to identify how Heavenly Father is aware of me and has His hand in my life was a chal-le...
Terri Colledge        My testimony of prayer and the gift of the Holy Ghost is deep and in my heart forever.        After ...
Shawna Wolsleger     It was an extraordinarily busy day running here and there – all over town. Sometimes I feel the moreI...
Janice L. Vick        My dad died in 2011 in New Jersey. I could not be there, but Heavenly Father gave me a great gift in...
Leah Pemberton   My family and I came out to the St. George area just to visit and ended up feeling like this was wherewe ...
The “Light” of Revelation                              David A. Bednar: “The Spirit of Revelation,” Ensign, May 2011.     ...
Anonymous     Before I moved here I dreaded visiting a lady I had been assigned to visit teach. I had a young familyand ou...
Lareesa Jensen        After I was first married, my husband went through several job layoffs. I remember each time feeling...
Connie Martin     When I married my husband Larry he was a non-member of the Church. I was inactive and felt it didn’tmatt...
Donna Mangelson          When my husband and I were first married we were not active in the Church. Neither of us had gone...
Holly Tuttle    When I was 16 years old I was a lost soul. I had not been raised in the gospel and was left to make myown ...
Jessica Wright          I have felt the Lord lead my life several times, but the following experience was one of the first...
Anonymous    My life is made up of many experiences that have strengthened my testimony: struggling with my chil-dren alon...
Debra Tait         Life isn’t always easy. We get so busy in life that we can hardly keep up and the world keeps expect-  ...
Anonymous     I was like so many young girls growing up in the Church. I felt that if I did my best to keep the com-mandme...
Jeannene Colbert         Our family was at Bear Lake for a summer vacation and after a couple of days of water activities ...
“The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God,                    my strength, in whom I will trust; my ...
Jody Lybyer         In 1976 I was serving a mission in Sendai, Japan. A favorite Japanese holiday in the spring is “Sakura...
Bobbie Morgan    I had only been a member of the Church for three years when I was having severe female troubles. Thegynec...
“God bless you, my sisters, and encourage you, that you may be                          filled with light, and realize tha...
Anonymous   Leaving my previous ward was hard for they truly were my family. It was there that I received a testi-mony of ...
Donna Wheeler (Donna passed away July 30, 2011)          Submitted by Donna’s husband, Ned Wheeler         Donna Wheeler h...
Carrie Parker     The past six months have been one of the most challenging times of my life. In January I had an unusu-al...
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  1. 1. This Book Belongs To ____________________________________________ The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salva- tion, and my high tower. For [He] wilt light my candle: the Lord my God will enlighten my darkness. Psalms 18:2, 28ii
  2. 2. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light Hurricane Utah West Stake Relief Society August 2012
  3. 3. Foreword A Message from our Stake President Dear Sisters of the Hurricane Utah West Stake: I am so happy to have been a part of this wonderful project. It has been a testimony-build- ing experience to have read a few of the “Treasures of Light” as they have come in. I know that as we each take time to read and reread this book, we will be blessed and our lives enriched, and we will be able to overcome difficult times in our lives. I am grateful for each of you and the blessing you are to your families, your wards, and to our stake. I marvel at the great testi- monies of the sisters as I go around the stake to your sacrament meetings and also as I have the opportunity to visit with you during temple recommend appointments. I am grateful for my testimony of the gospel and to be able to live in this wonderful valley. I want you to know that I have a strong testimony of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, through the Prophet Joseph Smith. I testify that we have a living prophet in President Thomas S. Mon- son. I pray that we will listen to and follow his council. I am grateful for the blessings of the temple and pray that we will all take the opportunity to attend or prepare ourselves to attend the temple often. I pray always that the Lord will bless each of you individually, and that He will bless your families. The gospel is true. May each of you continue to be blessed in your own lives with “Treasures of Light.” President Jason A. Gubler Hurricane Utah West Stakeiv
  4. 4. Foreword A Message from our Stake Relief Society Presidency Our beloved sisters in the Hurricane Utah West Stake: This book represents only a portion of the thoughts and testimonies that have filledsouls over the past six months as we have pondered and remembered the “Treasures ofLight” in our individual lives. It has been a time of sweet remembrance and awareness thatFather in Heaven loves His daughters, that Christ is ever ready to minister to us, and thatthe Holy Ghost is a gift beyond measure. The submissions in this book are expressions of testimony and love: love for God … andlove for one another as sisters in the kingdom. We wish to thank those who have sharedtheir faith that all may be strengthened. We know beyond a doubt that this is the Lord’sproject and not ours – that He knows every sister in this stake and is ministering to each ofus individually through this project; and He is also allowing us to minister to one anotherthrough these contributions. It is our desire that each of us will continue to search for treasures of light every day ofour lives – that our eyes will be opened to who we are and our divine destiny. May we have“eyes to see” and “ears to hear” as we strive to grow closer to our Father in Heaven andJesus Christ and to each other. With love and gratitude to be one with you!Stake Relief Society PresidencyBrenda MacbethMarti BrueckAbby ArmstrongTasha McNamee v
  5. 5. THE LORD IS MY LIGHT The Lord is my light; then why should I fear? By day and by night his presence is near. He is my salvation from sorrow and sin; This blessed assurance the Spirit doth bring. (Chorus) The Lord is my light; He is my joy and my song. By day and by night he leads, He leads me along. The Lord is my light; tho clouds may arise, Faith, stronger than sight, looks up thru the skies Where Jesus forever in glory doth reign. Then how can I ever in darkness remain? The Lord is my light; the Lord is my strength. I know in his might I’ll conquer at length. My weakness in mercy he covers with pow’r, And, walking by faith, I am blest ev’ry hour. The Lord is my light, my all and in all. There is in his sight no darkness at all. He is my Redeemer, my Savior, and King. With Saints and with angels his praises I’ll sing. ~James Nicholson, 1828–1876vi
  6. 6. Development of the “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light” Book Project As told by Brenda Macbeth, Stake Relief Society President During the planning phase for “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light” we began to wonder if de- veloping the book was an impossible project because of money and time constraints. The obstacles seemed insurmountable. We didn’t know how to accomplish it even though we felt this was the Lord’s project - not ours. It was a heavy burden on our hearts. We prayed, fasted, and tried to think “outside of the box” but no solutions came. I was lying in bed in the dark early one morning pondering our dilemmas with the Relief Society project when suddenly I became aware of light filtering through my closed eyelids. My immediate thought was of Moroni when he visited Joseph Smith in the middle of the night. I smiled to myself when the thought came to me but couldn’t deny that light had suddenly burst into my room … and tentatively opened my eyes. Our windows have an arch at the top that doesn’t have window coverings and when I opened my eyes the moon almost blinded me. It had just sunk low enough in the sky to shine brightly into the room. Well, it wasn’t a messenger who came to help us with our project but it was a heavenly body that reflects the sun ... and Christ is the source of all light. It was a reminder to me of whom we serve and that this is His project. I knew He would be our guide ... and that He would help us. Three days later I had a dream where I saw a pile of books in a Relief Society room - the books were ready for sisters to check out and return, like in a library. My dream seemed to last the rest of the night because it was as if I were awake and had to mull over every angle and detail of whether or not “this” and “that” would meet our needs. Details were so thoroughly worked out in my sleep that in the morning I didn’t even have to think about it. I knew exactly how the plan would work and why it would work. I knew that Father in Heaven had given me the answer! And I knew it would be a simple and wonderful process to complete the project. The plan Father in Heaven has given us answers every need and every desire. viii
  7. 7. Miracles Preceeding the Book: “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light” Submitted by the Stake Relief Society Presidency When the name “Sisters in the Kingdom” was suggested for our 2012 stake Relief Society book project,it seemed perfect because Daughters in My Kingdom: The History and Work of Relief Society had been givento sisters worldwide only a few months previously. “Sisters in the Kingdom” seemed to go hand-in-handwith the Church’s book. It also seemed to be the perfect title for a book that was to be developed during the170 year anniversary of the Relief Society. Because the name was so close to Daughters in My Kingdom, we felt we couldn’t use it without permis-sion. The Relief Society hotline in Salt Lake City was called to ask if it would be permissible to use the title“Sisters in the Kingdom”. We were told that the matter would have to be taken to the Relief Society generalpresidency for a decision. We were thrilled when word came back that we could use that wonderful title!Eventually the title expanded to became “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light”. There is a painting in the general Relief Society building in Salt Lake City of a woman in biblical cloth-ing who is holding one of the ancient lamps. The single flame in the lamp burns brightly and illuminatesthe woman’s face. The digital photo we have of that painting is the perfect choice for our book’s cover pagebecause of the symbolism. To us, the woman represents each sister in our stake; the flame represents atreasure of light; and the light on the woman’s face represents an increase in faith as each sister pondersand remembers God’s influence in her life. We knew, however, that copyright laws had to be respected. The Church’s Intellectual Properties officewas contacted. They discovered in their files that there is only one of that painting in the entire world andno copies have ever been made. Did we think there was even a chance we would be able to use it? No! It feltlike the door had firmly closed. Imagine our surprise and delight when we received a phone call telling us that approval had been givento use the picture! We are so grateful and are filled with awe! We hope every sister in this stake is as excitedas we are that we can use this amazing painting for our precious book! Three other paintings grace the pages of “Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light”. “Jesus with Maryand Martha” (by Del Parson) is owned by the Church and available for general use. We were able to receivepermission directly from Del Parson to use another of his paintings: “Christ and Young Women”. And RobertT. Barrett, another well-known artist, has personally given us permission to use his painting: “Well of Life”.We feel so blessed and are humbled by God’s tender mercies as this book nears completion. ix
  8. 8. Stephanie Peck The opportunity to identify how Heavenly Father is aware of me and has His hand in my life was a chal-lenging assignment for me. However, on the last morning for submissions, I pleaded for Heavenly Father tohelp me identify times in my life when I had a spiritual experience. It was amazing. Almost immediately some thoughts started to flood my mind reminding me of my lovefor the temple and the blessings that come from attending; blessings that have come from paying my tith-ing; the chance to identify and follow the Spirit; how my testimony is shared and has increased throughmusic throughout my life; the feeling of love as I attended a Young Women general broadcast; how blessedI am to be from a great country and to have lived in another; the story of how I got to go on a mission; theopportunity to have a patriarchal blessing; how I’ve found answers to questions through reading the scrip-tures; and how the Spirit prompted me that I needed to marry my husband the first time I met him – somany experiences that I have unfortunately forgotten about. I have had the Lord’s hand in my life. Then when I attended sacrament meeting I was so overcome by the Spirit, I had a difficult time singingthe hymns and for the first time in a long time I truly had a spiritual experience during the sacrament andfelt a great appreciation for the Savior. The rest of my meetings were also filled with things that let me feelthe Spirit. Because of the thoughts and feelings I had today I know that Heavenly Father IS aware of who I am andloves me. He has had a hand in my life and wants me to succeed.Jamie Campbell I’ve just finished my Personal Progress again as an adult leader. When I started, I really didn’t thinkthere would be a ton for me to learn. I’ve been surprised and overwhelmed by my journey a second time.There’s always room to improve in my life – some principle of the gospel that I’ve slacked off on and needednew determination for. These are a few of my favorite value experiences: In the Virtue Value Experience, we are required to read the entire Book of Mormon. One of our YoungWomen took this idea a step further and challenged us to read the entire Book of Mormon, Doctrine &Covenants, and Pearl of Great Price in three months. I took up the challenge. It came out to 10 pages a dayand I’m not a very fast reader. It was hard to find time to read 10 scripture pages between kids and dinner-making and laundry. I’ve never been on a mission and was married at 20, so I’ve never read the Book ofMormon so fast in my whole life. At the end, I finished on time. I couldn’t believe what a wonderful experi-ence it was. In my journal I wrote, “The scriptures are more alive to me than at any other point in my lifeso far. I am enlightened and feel the Lord’s love often. It helped me keep the Spirit in my life continually.” Iremember laughing and crying through reading. I was touched reading the scriptures in a way that I neverhad before. My last value experience that I completed was about the attributes of motherhood and striving todevelop them. I was required to ask my mom what she thinks is an important attribute for motherhood.She responded, “Unconditional love for your children.” I thought that was brilliant because it’s exactly whatthe Lord would want. My final value experience has encouraged me to be more like Jesus and developing aChrist-like love. My personal progress journey has helped me love the gospel even more. It’s helped me become a bettermother, a better wife, and a better daughter of my Heavenly Father. If anyone feels like they’re stuck in agospel rut, I want to encourage you to take up the Young Women Personal Progress Program. It’s amazingand has helped me so much! Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 1
  9. 9. Terri Colledge My testimony of prayer and the gift of the Holy Ghost is deep and in my heart forever. After many years of being an inactive member of the Church, I came back into the gospel after an all night prayer was answered and I knew my life would be changed forever. I made many promises to the Lord which I knew I had to keep. After I had been back in the Church for a while, I was teaching Primary and learning all I could about the gospel of Jesus Christ. Because I was fairly new in the gospel it was a little different at times. One after- noon I hurried home from work (Primary was held in the middle of the week at that time) to get my things for Primary. I had an activity planned and my lesson was all intact and ready to go. Suddenly, it seemed like a wind came through and sent my lesson into complete disarray. For some reason I was unable to put any of it back in the right order. As I sat in the jumbled mess of papers I began to really break down. I knelt in prayer and asked Heavenly Father what to do. The still small voice said, “You made promises to me that need to be kept. You cannot teach my children if you cannot keep the Word of Wisdom. Coffee is part of the Word of Wisdom. You cannot teach unless you know these things are true.” I prayed for some time as tears were in my heart and streaming down my cheeks. I was crushed. I had been drinking six to seven cups of coffee a day for many years. I wondered how I could stop that day so suddenly but I knew I had to do it. I promised the Lord that if He would help me I would not take another drink of coffee. I can’t remember how long I knelt praying; it seemed so long, but was probably a fairly short time. I got up from my prayer and saw that my lesson was now fixed and in perfect order. I was in a state of happiness and contentment. I knew how close my Heavenly Father was to me and how much He loved me. It was not an easy promise to keep, but from that day I have never had another cup of coffee. Of course there were many more promises to keep as time went on, but a strong testimony of God the Father, His Son Jesus Christ, and their love for us has helped me to keep them. Megan Smith My story is a brief one but is significant to me. I was not active in the Church at the time and was at a point where I felt the need to make the choice, once and for all, to go back to church or to choose another life and lifestyle. I was finishing my undergraduate degree in a summer study abroad program in Cam- bridge, England. I had already begun reading my scriptures and praying in an effort to know what to do in my life. I then decided to attend church. So, with what seemed like a great amount of effort, I ordered a taxi to take me to church. At church, I sat alone in the pew. I had a prayer in my heart to know that my prayer had been heard – I sat, I listened, and I took notes. As one of the speakers spoke, I wrote down a few things he said: “We can be different; we can think in a different way; we can change our lives.” Then he concluded by saying, “I don’t know why I feel impressed to say this – maybe it will help someone – but you already have a testimony. Look inside your heart; you will find your answer.” I feel like this speaker was listening to the promptings of the Spirit. I received my answer because he spoke. This experience helped me to make gradual changes in my life. One year, one month, and one day later I was sealed in the temple to my sweet husband. I hear people say that if you are worthy you will receive answers to your prayers. From personal experience, I know that answers can be received even when we are less then worthy but when we are earnestly seeking.2 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  10. 10. Shawna Wolsleger It was an extraordinarily busy day running here and there – all over town. Sometimes I feel the moreI have to do, the more I get done. Then I discovered a conflict in my schedule. I had a Relief Society presi-dency meeting at the same time my second oldest son was receiving a special honor award in high school.Normally my husband and I can split up and be two places at once; unfortunately, his place on this particu-lar night was at work. I prayed to Heavenly Father to please be aware of my needs as a mother and to helpme to best fulfill my calling in Relief Society. My presidency meeting began at 6:30 p.m. while the awards ceremony began at 7:00 p.m. I prayed forguidance to know when to leave my meeting so I could see my son receive his award. On several occasionsI thought to leave the meeting but I heard a quiet whispering that it was okay to remain. Then at approxi-mately 7:20 p.m. I heard firmly, “NOW!” I immediately stood up, gathered my things, and excused myselffrom the meeting. I ran to my car with a prayer in my heart that I would not miss this moment in my son’slife while I was serving the Lord. As I pulled into the high school parking lot it was completely full. I hysterically thought, “I will NEVERmake it now!” I drove to the front of the school and there was a spot right by the door. I quickly parked andas I was running into the auditorium I sent a text to my son to let him know I was there. I turned the cornerof the auditorium to see the stage as they called Zackary’s name to receive his award. I was able to spend afew minutes with him and then return to my meeting. As I drove back to the church to rejoin the meeting,I had a prayer of thankfulness in my heart to my Heavenly Father for being aware of me and my needs andfor allowing me to serve Him to the best of my ability.Bette Jo Cline We got the call on September 26 , 2010, that our daughter, Lisha Bauer, had been admitted to the hos-pital in Salt Lake City having many major seizures. When we arrived from our home in Hurricane, Utah, shehad been induced into a coma to protect her brain. For the next two and a half months she lay there as fourneurosurgeons and doctors tried to find out what was causing these seizures in a very healthy woman whowalked over seven miles every day and had no medical problems of any kind. Every treatment available, in-cluding a brain biopsy, was performed on her. She had five spinal taps, all returning negative. Lisha becamea medical mystery. One day our son-in-law, Clay Bauer, got a call from the office of the First Presidency of the Church ofJesus Christ of Latter-day Saints informing him that President Monson would be arriving at 4:30 p.m. togive Lisha a blessing. We do not know to this day how he knew Lisha was there in the hospital. We were sothankful and filled with joy as we saw him and two officers and an aide walking toward her room. He wasso humble and unassuming, a large man, with a beautiful countenance about him. He asked Lisha’s father,Johnnie Cline, to perform the annointing and he and Lisha’s husband laid their hands on her head. Whilethey were getting prepared to do this, President Monson put his arm around me and said, “My wife lay likethis awhile back and today is her birthday.” Then President Monson, Johnnie Cline, and Clay Bauer laid theirhands on her head and President Monson gave our daughter a blessing of healing wherein he stated thatshe would rise again and be with her family. As he prepared to leave the room, President Monson took myface in his hands and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I knew at that moment that our daughter would live. On December 9, Lisha’s fiftieth birthday, she woke up and since that time has been improving physi-cally and mentally. As of this writing on May 28, 2012, she has come a long way, with still some short-termmemory loss. We are so thankful for the priesthood of God and the miracles that come from that power. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 3
  11. 11. Janice L. Vick My dad died in 2011 in New Jersey. I could not be there, but Heavenly Father gave me a great gift in an- swer to a prayer I made while flying home to visit dad two weeks earlier. It was a miracle of love made just for me and I will be forever grateful. Growing up, I always tried my best to please my dad. With his help, I graduated from BYU as a nurse in 1970. I wanted to be the best nurse ever to make him proud. I married my BYU sweetheart and we started rearing our family. I always worked part-time and saw nursing as a higher calling. Dad and I talked over the phone about my experiences but because we lived in Utah we would only see my parents occasionally. I felt so guilty as I flew home that night that I had not been there more for my dad, especially as his health started to fail, and I wished many times that I could use my nursing skills to make his life better. He had a stroke and I prayed against all odds that he would still be alive when I got there and that he would know me so I could thank him one more time for all he had given me. Dad was alive but it broke my heart to see him confused, nearly blind, paralyzed on one side, with dirt under his long fingernails. At times I thought he knew me and then he would speak of me in the third person as if I were not there. I was so frustrated that with all the nursing skills I possessed, I really could do nothing to save my dad from this terrible situation. After praying for an answer, I was inspired to purchase a nail kit from the gift shop. I cleaned and trimmed dad’s nails, washed and lotioned his hands, and told him how much I loved him. I also did simple range of motion exercises with his affected right hand. I had never felt so much love for my dad and with limited speech he tried to tell me that I had made good choices in my life. I went home that day sad but with peace in my heart, having been a loving nurse to my dad. Later that night my niece told us that dad told her that a great nurse had cared for him who really went the extra mile and washed his hands and cut his nails and really seemed to care about her patient. He did not mention my name but I knew he was talking about me and, with tears in my eyes, I knew that Heavenly Father had heard my prayers and given me a gift. My dad validated my whole life in that moment. It truly was a tender mercy delivered by my Father in Heaven. I will never forget that Christ-like service is the best nursing care that I could ever give or be remembered for. Thanks, Dad! Darian Shaw While on a mission with my husband I had a good experience that strengthened my testimony about tithing. We were serving in the Vergennes area of the New Hampshire-Manchester Mission (New England- USA). We were teaching a single lady along with two elders. The elders had found her while tracting. She lived in a small trailer so seating arrangements were tight. I sat next to the lady on a small two cushion sofa. We were close enough that we touched each other at the hip. The elders were teaching about tithing and how tithing blesses lives. They mentioned how tithing money was used by the Church. My husband bore his testimony about our personal experiences paying tithing and how we had been blessed with sufficient funds to put a down payment on our first home. I spoke up and began adding to his testimony. Then a feeling of a live current of electricity ran between the lady and myself. It was like a surge of cold power. I was stunned and stopped speaking. She turned to me, her eyes were opened wide, and she said to me, “Was that the Holy Ghost?” “Yes,” I said, “That was the Holy Ghost. He was telling us that tithing is a true principal.” She went on with the discussions and was baptized. I bear my testimony that the Holy Ghost does indeed let us know that the gospel is true. Paying our tith- ing in a timely and fair manner is a priority in our home.4 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  12. 12. Leah Pemberton My family and I came out to the St. George area just to visit and ended up feeling like this was wherewe were supposed to be. In about a year’s time we moved out here. This was a big choice for us, for myhusband and I had lived in the same county for 30 years and we would be changing everything we had everknown. I believe that Heavenly Father has put people in my life to bring me to where I am today. People weretouching my life in ways that I did not even know. Our intention was that we would go to a couple of differ-ent churches to see what felt right for us. Who would have thought that when we went to the Coral CanyonWard (at the wrong time for our address) that we would be changing our lives for all of eternity. It was asif that day in sacrament meeting was meant for us. Heavenly Father knew what we needed and we werefinally ready to listen. My heart was fully ready for this new path that was calling to me. I am so grateful. I have always feared death, not knowing what was really going to happen; and the fact that I was notbaptized scared me. I thought for sure that I was going to end up somewhere not so great. The greatest giftI have received is knowing that I have an eternal family. To know that I will always be with my family hasmade me feel much more peaceful. One of my favorite passages is 1 Nephi 8:10-12: “And it came to pass that I beheld a tree, whose fruitwas desirable to make me happy. And it came to pass that I did go forth and partake of the fruit thereof; andI beheld that it was most sweet. Above all that I had ever tasted … And as I partook of the fruit thereof itfilled my soul with exceedingly great joy; wherefore, I began to be desirous that my family should partake ofit also, for I knew that it was desirable above all other fruit.” I am grateful for my Church family. It’s so wonderful to feel all their love and support. Thank you for be-ing part of my life!Mandy Cluff I wouldn’t be able to count the number of times in my life where I’ve needed to do or accomplish some-thing but didn’t have the energy or strength to do it. Recently, while reading my scriptures, I gained someinsight which has helped. In the past, while reading in Alma about the different wars between the Laman-ites and Nephites, I hadn’t gained much from my reading. In Alma 2:28 it says: “Nevertheless, the Nephitesbeing strengthened by the hand of the Lord, having prayed mightily to him that he would deliver them outof the hands of their enemies, therefore the Lord did hear their cries, and did strengthen them, and theLamanites and the Amlicites did fall before them”. Also in Alma 56:56 it says: “But behold, to my great joy, there had not one soul of them fallen to theearth; yea, and they had fought as if with the strength of God; yea, never were men known to have foughtwith such miraculous strength; and with such mighty power did they fall upon the Lamanites, that they didfrighten them; and for this cause did the Lamanites deliver themselves up as prisoners of war”. In these scriptures the Lord gave the people strength beyond their own to fight their enemies. I realizedthat through the Savior and His Atonement I can be given extra strength – strength above my own to do thethings with which I have been entrusted. Even though I am not currently in a great and physical battle, I amin a spiritual battle; and I can have the strength needed to overcome and gain strength as I ask for it andhave faith in my Savior. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 5
  13. 13. The “Light” of Revelation David A. Bednar: “The Spirit of Revelation,” Ensign, May 2011. “As we entered a dark room and turned on a light switch … in an instant a bright flood of illumination filled the room and caused the darkness to disappear. What previously had been unseen and uncertain became clear and recognizable. This experience was characterized by immediate and intense recognition of light. … “In contrast to turning on a light in a dark room, the light from the rising sun did not immediately burst forth. Rather, gradually and steadily the intensity of the light increased, and the darkness of night was replaced by the radiance of morning. Eventually, the sun did dawn over the skyline. But the visual evidence of the sun’s impending arrival was apparent hours before the sun actually appeared over the horizon. This experience was characterized by subtle and gradual discernment of light. … “A light turned on in a dark room is like receiving a message from God quickly, completely, and all at once. Many of us have experienced this pattern of revelation as we have been given answers to sincere prayers or been provided with needed direction or protection, according to God’s will and timing. … “The gradual increase of light radiating from the rising sun is like receiving a message from God “line upon line, precept upon precept”. Most frequently, revelation comes in small increments over time and is granted according to our desire, worthiness, and preparation. Such communications from Heavenly Father gradually and gently ‘distil upon (our souls) as the dews from heaven’. … “As you appropriately seek for and apply unto the spirit of revelation, I promise you will ‘walk in the light of the Lord’. Sometimes the spirit of revelation will operate immediately and intensely, other times subtly and gradually, and often so delicately you may not even consciously recognize it. But regardless of the pattern whereby this blessing is received, the light it provides will illuminate and enlarge your soul, enlighten your understanding, and direct and protect you and your family.”6 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  14. 14. Anonymous Before I moved here I dreaded visiting a lady I had been assigned to visit teach. I had a young familyand our visits were always at least an hour. What was worse, this sister was generous with advice. She oftenreminded me of the importance of losing weight, saying, “If you don’t get a handle on that weight ... ,” and“Are you doing anything to lose weight?” On a regular basis she would suggest that I needed to “show hima little more attention” in reference to my son’s “energetic” personality. And “If you don’t teach them, you’lllose them …” I am aware that I have a hearty physique. I don’t make excuses nor do I ask anyone to lie to me aboutthe reality of the situation, but it was painful listening to her say those things and keeping a smile on myface. I’m also keenly aware of my kids’ behavior. Daily I pray for wisdom to guide them in life. But really, sis-ter?! My weight and my weaknesses in child rearing? Could you think of any subjects that are more delicateto a woman and mother? I wrote my actual sister and told her I no longer wanted to visit this woman. I was disheartened by herresponse, “Every person I have been assigned to visit has ended in a positive relationship.” She was suggest-ing that I needed a change of attitude and lots of prayer. I determined I would go to my next appointment with a new attitude and prayed to have a positiveexperience with her. When I arrived, we started sharing our thoughts about the visiting teaching message.Soon the Spirit accompanied us and I felt love for her and love for the gospel of Jesus Christ. I felt like thescripture that says, “Didn’t our hearts burn within us … ?” Every visit after that was a similar experience. Ifound it interesting (and a relief) that the comments on my weight and child rearing diminished and thencompletely stopped. I learned that she was honest with people out of love for them and the gospel. I alsolearned that she was more like me than I originally thought. I still see this sister occasionally. Our fam-ily visits her home and we chat like old friends. I have only positive feelings about her when I think of ourvisits. My testimony is that though we might struggle at times with callings, our Father in Heaven is generousin pouring out the Spirit when our hearts are sincere. I know He will help us when we make our visitingteaching visits; and the blessings outweigh the effort. I felt so loved through this experience. All it takes isan attitude shift and prayer to be able to say, “Every person I have been assigned to visit teach has ended ina positive relationship.” “Therefore, hold up your light that it may shine unto the world. Be- hold I am the light which ye shall hold up—that which ye have seen me do.” 3 Nephi 18:24 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 7
  15. 15. Lareesa Jensen After I was first married, my husband went through several job layoffs. I remember each time feeling scared, but at least I still had my job to keep us going. Then I found out I was expecting a baby. I was so ex- cited because we had struggled with some infertility issues. By then my husband had a new job we thought we could count on, and so I had planned to quit my job a month or so before the baby arrived so I could stay home with my child. Well, I ended up quitting about two weeks before my due date. Then my husband came home two days before my due date to tell me he had been let go from work because of the economy. I knew I should have been scared but, in that moment, a feeling of peace came over me and I knew we would be okay somehow. Then I saw many little miracles happen. A visiting teacher whose own husband had also gone through a layoff gave me a baby shower and the members in my ward were so generous. My niece also had a family baby shower for me. Also, one day the bishop called us to say a couple was moving and didn’t want to take the contents of their freezer with them, and would we like it? Since their son had butchered a cow, it contained a lot of meat. It just so happens that right before I quit my job, my boss gave me an old freezer he didn’t want anymore so we had the space to put the meat in. We received many other gifts and help along the way. One of those gifts that touched me the most was a dear sweet single sister in my ward. One day she handed us a check for some money to help us out. We knew she didn’t have much herself and knew she couldn’t afford to give us the money. We tried to tell her she needed it as much as we did, but she told us she needed the blessings more than the money so we received her gift humbly and we both cried. I learned that even when times are hard, we are never alone or forgotten. Our Heavenly Father is aware of us and loves us. Harmony Vanderhorst As a background to my family: My parents were both converts later in life and didn’t have religion growing up. They were determined to have God play a bigger role in both theirs and their children’s lives. There was never a time in my life I can remember that we did not read scriptures, say prayers, and have family home evening on a daily basis. I don’t recall these gatherings being super spiritual. They were more like wrestling matches trying to get the attention of their children. Sometimes they would win and make us tap out; other times we would win and the torture would end with us being woken up. As I got to be a teenager I didn’t even want to participate but my parents were faithful and they persisted. I have now been married for 10 years and have a family of my own. I have four small children ages 3 to 8. I, like my parents, have tried to be consistent with the little things such as prayer, scripture study, and family home evening. Most of the time these activities are a battle – I have often wondered if anyone was even benefiting. Reading scriptures seems to be the most challenging for me because only one of my chil- dren can read; the other three have to be helped. You can only imagine the distracting things kids find to do while someone is reading (in my case, I KNOW the distractions from first hand experience). Only a few short weeks ago Heavenly Father gave me a “tender mercy” to let me know that these little things are so important and that my children are paying attention more than I know. I was substitute teach- ing in my son’s Primary class. We were discussing things we do with our family that make us happy. Out of the blue, my son raises his hand and says, “We read scriptures together as a family and that makes me happy!” He then drew a picture of his family reading the scriptures. At first I was shocked. I needed a cam- corder, my phone, SOMETHING to record this epic moment. Then something more important happened … I felt the Spirit touch my heart. That experience reaffirmed to me how important the little things are. I have a testimony that the Church is true. Our prophets are called of God and when we obey their counsel, no mat- ter how little the task, we will be blessed.8 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  16. 16. Connie Martin When I married my husband Larry he was a non-member of the Church. I was inactive and felt it didn’tmatter if I married a non-member. When our neighbors learned that I was a member they made sure I hadvisiting teachers. I started to feel a desire to return to church and Larry came with me. The ward memberswere warm and friendly and made him feel most welcome as a non-member. The full time missionaries came to our door one day when I was gone and my husband let them in. Theystayed for over two hours discussing gospel doctrine. Larry knew the Bible well and had a strong testimonyof Christ and the Atonement. He invited the missionaries back for discussions. He was getting a kick out ofasking questions they did not have the answer to. To their credit, they always came back with an answer.After several weeks, the missionaries told me they didn’t think Larry was ever going to accept the gospel. I had begun to hope that Larry would join the Church and we could be sealed in the temple. I was dis-couraged when they decided to send the stake mission president to us. As it turned out, he was a scriptori-an and could easily answer any question Larry had. After a few weeks, he told me they had discussed everypoint of doctrine he could think of. We needed to back off and let the Holy Ghost work on him. I was so discouraged and had lost hope. I went to my room one evening and knelt in prayer. I askedmy Father in Heaven to give me hope that Larry would someday join the Church. I continued to remain onmy knees when the prayer was finished to see if I would feel something. After a few minutes of silence, apicture opened up to my mind and I saw Larry in the sealing room of the temple. I felt such a sweet spirit inthe room and my body was tingling from head to foot. I knew without a doubt that the Lord had answeredmy prayer and Larry would eventually join the Church. It only took two weeks for him to feel the witness of the Spirit testifying that the Church was true. Hemade an appointment with the bishop (behind my back) and arranged for a baptism date. I didn’t find outuntil it was announced over the pulpit that Larry Martin would be baptized the following Tuesday and ev-eryone was invited. I couldn’t believe it. It was the most romantic thing he has ever done for me. The ReliefSociety room was overflowing the next Tuesday evening for the baptism. I will always be grateful to themembers of that ward for their fellowship and kindness. As a side note, Larry spent several days a week atthe temple for the next year doing baptisms for the dead. By the time we could be sealed, he had done over5,000 names.Susan Wiese It’s interesting to see the challenges we face and how the Lord blesses us to feel His love in them. Whenmy husband Terry and I dated prior to marriage, we lived four hours apart. We visited each other on theweekends when we got more serious, taking turns making the drive. I held a leadership calling in my sin-gles ward at the time and even though I never left responsibilities unfulfilled, I felt anxiety and guilt aboutbeing gone half the time. Those feelings were accompanied by other stresses of life. One Sunday when we were together, I asked Terry to give me a blessing. It was probably the first bless-ing he had ever given. I didn’t tell him what I had been fasting and praying about, nor had I expressed myconcerns about other anxieties with him. However, in the simple priesthood blessing, he specifically ad-dressed each concern I had shared with the Lord, and blessed me with peace. The best blessings are the ones I know come from the Lord. Those are the moments when I feel, not justknow, that He is aware of and loves me. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 9
  17. 17. Donna Mangelson When my husband and I were first married we were not active in the Church. Neither of us had gone to church in a long time. We had both been raised as active members of the LDS Church but had fallen away for various reasons over time. When we started having children we decided we wanted them to have the same upbringing we each had, so slowly we became more active – going to church, serving dutifully in our callings, paying our tithing, etc. However, we never felt the desire or the need to go to the temple. We were happy to be where we were in our life and didn’t feel the need to move forward. In 2007 my nephew passed away at the age of 20 months. He suffered a tragic death that left us ques- tioning our beliefs in Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ and our belief in the Church. We stumbled in misery, still going through the motions of attending church and serving in our callings, but there was an emptiness that could not be denied. There was a vast hole in our hearts from the loss that our family had suffered. One Sunday the phrase “Families are Forever” seemed to be a recurring theme. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. We had suffered such a loss and yet I did not have my own children and husband sealed to me. I began to think about losing my own children: What would I do? How would I possibly be able to go on with life? I knew the answer immediately – it is one of the things about our Church that makes death bearable – knowing that we will have the opportunity to see our loved ones again someday. We began taking temple preparation classes and on May 16, 2009, my own little family was sealed for time and eternity in the Manti temple. I still think about my little nephew and pray daily for my sister who still suffers from the loss. What a great example she has been to those around her with her strength and faith. And how grateful I am that my family is an eternal family and that one day we will be reunited with our loved ones who have passed on. Jodi Stewart I was newly married and 21 years old. My mom had been diagnosed with ovarian cancer. After two rounds of chemotherapy her body could no long fight the battle. I bargained with the Lord. I lost my father over a decade before this and was certain that Heavenly Father wouldn’t leave me parentless. I remem- ber the moment my mother’s spirit left her mortal body. I was sad, scared, upset, and confused. For days I reminisced about all the sweet memories I had with my mom. I was so close to her. I depended on her for so many things. She was my safe place to fall; she was there for me always. How was I going to maneuver through this world without her? It’s been 17 years since her passing. And I have a testimony of the tender mercies the Lord has granted me. I have felt her presence in my life time and time again. I miss the sparkle in her eyes and the warmth of her smile but I feel her. I know with all my heart that she is there and she is a part of my life even though her mortal body is gone. I can hear her words of wisdom. I can feel her nudging me toward the things that will bring me true joy. I can feel her “cheerleading” me along. Sometimes I need to know she is proud of me – and the Lord (through others) has blessed me with that knowledge. It’s not easy. Sometimes it feels un- fair that she is gone so prematurely. But I know without doubt that there is a plan. And that if I am willing to accept the Lord’s tender mercies I am blessed beyond measure. My mother was an incredible warrior. She was strong and stayed true to everything she knew to be true. I need her example, I need her strength, and I need her council. I am so grateful that I can draw on her strengths and feel her presence in my life as I am learning and growing. The veil is thin. I am encouraged to live my life so that I can experience the privilege of those little pieces of heaven from time to time. Families are eternal. Today is part of eternity. It’s my testi- mony that those who pass before us can still be an integral part of our lives here on earth.10 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  18. 18. Holly Tuttle When I was 16 years old I was a lost soul. I had not been raised in the gospel and was left to make myown decisions, which ended up being not very good decisions. I was full of anger and hated life. I was athe-ist/agnostic and was so miserable I felt hollow. I will never forget how horrible it was to feel that way. After several failed attempts at trying things I thought would make me happy, I began to want some-thing different. The month after I turned 16 I got my first job and met a guy on my first day. He asked meout and we began to get to know each other as we worked together. Being lost, I had a way of bringing outthe worst in people and I always enjoyed the challenge of corrupting people and what they believed. De-spite my efforts, the only thing I discovered was that this guy was a genuinely good person and stood up forwhat he truly believed. I had already begun searching for something to believe in and had been spending my lunches in thehigh school library studying various religions. I was raised in Utah and was aware of the Mormon Churchand even attended with friends (inactive ones who skipped class) but I didn’t know what they believed. Dueto my anti-Mormon upbringing it was never one of my first choices until I met Zach. He was so happy andwhen I met his family they were unbelievable. I was jealous of what they had and I wanted that same happi-ness for myself. So when he invited me to church with him, I agreed and even looked forward to it, and forthe first time I actually approached it with an open mind and listened. That day the Spirit touched my heart,I heard exactly what I needed to, and I wanted more. I began reading the Book of Mormon and started themissionary discussions. My spirit was so starved for the gospel that it became everything to me. I felt soloved by my Heavenly Father and I was finally able to love others. It took baby steps but I changed every-thing about my life and I never looked back. After baptizing me, Zach went on his mission. We wrote each other the whole two years and weremarried within three months of him coming home. We have been married for five years now and have twobeautiful children. The gospel is true – it has brought me true happiness – and I know my Heavenly Fatherloves me and has always been there for me. I just had to let Him in to realize that.Abby Bergquist-Armstrong After the death of my sweet husband I found that the nights were the hardest for me. It was hard tobe alone. I didn’t sleep well. I was so lonely and missed his loving touch. One night in particular was verydifficult. I couldn’t control my tears. My heart ached so badly and I was lamenting about why God had totake my sweetheart and leave me to raise our five children alone at such a young age. I was getting myselfworked up a bit and really started questioning if “all this was worth it?” I knew and had always known thatthe plan of salvation was true and that we would be able to live with our Heavenly Father again. But at thatmoment it seemed so bleak. I couldn’t see the bigger picture — none of it made sense. As my tears contin-ued and my heart ached and my mind questioned, the Primary theme for that year came clearly into mymind: “God’s Promises are Sure!” My tears continued to flow and my heart still ached but the question inmy mind was gone and my mind became very clear. Peace filled my heart. As time went on and as I continued to lean quite heavily on my Savior’s love, the tapestry of God’s planfor me began to unfold. It wasn’t the plan that I had in mind but things began to make more sense. A won-derful man came into my life. I knew that my Heavenly Father was guiding me. We married and blended afamily of ten children! What joy! What work! What a miracle! Through good times and bad times, throughtears of joy and tears of sadness and heartache, I understand so much more now what God was doing andwhat His plan really was. God was saving a family! God IS saving a family! Being a mother to ALL of my tenchildren has made me realize how important motherhood really is. To help these children through theirown broken hearts has made me grateful for my own broken heart. I understand it and have empathy forthem. I can help them through and testify to them that I KNOW “God’s Promises are Sure!” Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 11
  19. 19. Jessica Wright I have felt the Lord lead my life several times, but the following experience was one of the first times I felt like He was talking directly to me. Several years ago, my husband and I were planning a vacation to Hawaii. We had wanted to go for a long time and finally were able to save enough. We started planning and even booked the vacation, when one night I was awakened by a clear voice telling me not to go but to spend that money (stating a specific dollar amount – which happened to be the amount we had for our trip) on food storage. I knew it was the Lord. I was so stunned I couldn’t sleep the rest of the night. I knew nothing about food storage. Plus, my husband had been working on a job that involved many hours away from home – the trip would allow us to spend quality time together. I didn’t know how to tell my husband so instead of waking him, I decided to ponder how I would tell him. The next day, while weighing our options, I found a quote saying that if we have money to buy boats, new cars, vacations, etc., we have money to build up food storage and should be doing that before enjoying the material things of life. I knew then, we had to forego our vacation to build up our food storage. When my husband returned from work, I told him of my experi- ence and that I knew it was what we were supposed to do. My husband looked at me with loving eyes and said, “I know. I’ve felt the same thing all day.” Hmmm. That night we cancelled our airline tickets, started making lists of things we needed for our family, and went out that weekend and bought a two-year supply. The next week I stumbled upon a lady who taught food storage classes and she invited me to attend. I have since learned about food storage and we have even changed the way we eat. From time to time we have had to rely on our storage and I am grateful we chose to invest in a food storage program. Not long after buying our supplies, I received a calling to teach about food storage that helped me learn about my storage even more. This experience has led me to many more opportunities and wonderful callings. I am so grateful we were obedient. We feel blessed knowing that God communicates with us. I have also learned that when we are obedient, He blesses us. Three years later we were blessed to go to Hawaii – not once, but twice. I know those trips came as a reward for being obedient and acting on the Lord’s instruc- tions to our family. How thankful I am to know we have a good Lord who is on our side and wants us to succeed. I am forever grateful to have the gospel in my life! “Our trust in the Lord and our testimony of his Church have been our pillar of strength. He has kept us mercifully, and although there was much to suffer, He has given to us a measure of His strength. When we say ‘It is better to walk with God in the darkness than with- out Him in the light,’ we know whereof we speak. … With joy we sing the songs of Zion and put our trust in the Lord. He maketh all things well.” (Maria Speidel, in Daughters in My Kingdom, 76.)12 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  20. 20. Anonymous My life is made up of many experiences that have strengthened my testimony: struggling with my chil-dren alone at church, priesthood blessings that have been answered, loss of a child and my own personalrevelation of life after death, and the blessing of tithing in spite of the loss of a job. I realized one answer toprayer recently that I had not even thought about: Some 20 years ago I was Young Women president in an area in Missouri where the ward boundarieswere extremely large. My 16-year-old daughter had moved out and was making choices I did not agreewith. When called to be Young Women president, I prayed and promised the Lord that I would do every-thing to activate the girls and fulfill my calling; and I asked Him if he would send someone to activate mydaughters. I would drive miles to contact and visit the girls. I loved working with them: it strengthened meand I hope I made a difference in even one of the girls’ lives. About 6 or 7 years ago my daughter was working full time and making good money. She could pay allthe bills and her husband did what he wanted but was not the provider. Their marriage was falling apart. Avisiting teacher challenged her to start reading the Book of Mormon. My daughter accepted the challenge.At the same time, her son of about 13 had a friend whose parents refused to allow him to hang out withour daughter’s son because he was not baptized. By reading the Book of Mormon my daughter’s heart wassoftened and they had the missionaries teach their son. Today this young man has gone back to Missouri to teach his family in the Missouri St. Louis Mission.My daughter is Young Women president in her ward, affecting other young women’s lives. I realized recent-ly this was an answer to my earlier prayer that if I served diligently the Lord would send someone to touchmy daughter’s heart. By serving with obedience and faith, the Lord sent the right person at the right time tomy daughters. I know the gospel is true.Jazmin Jordan Today I am experiencing one of the more difficult challenges of my life. However, every day I becomemore and more convinced that I am a daughter of God and that I am loved by not only Him but by everyonearound me, and especially my parents. I will admit that I have had a very rough time in the relationship with my parents, especially my mom.My dad and I have always butted heads, but I have butted heads with my mom far more. We both havestrong, determined personalities. We are both independent and confident in ourselves. She has taught meto be the strong woman I am today, and she is my tender mercy of the Lord. I know that the Lord placed mymom in her role because of the wonderful woman she is and all the wonderful things that she can do. Froma very young age, my mom has taught me to pray to the Lord at all times and for all matters, no matter howinsignificant. When I was little, it was upon her faith that I rode. She knew the gospel was true and, for me,that was enough. But she always encouraged me to be strong on my own, and so I did. I followed her adviceand began developing my own testimony. One day I experienced the true love of our Savior and it was in my own home. I have been gone for overa year at school and realized when I returned home that my home is where I feel the most loved. It wasn’tany different than when I left but I had changed significantly. Then came the day of great heartache andI learned a valuable lesson. The moment my mom held me close as I cried tears of pain was the momentthat solidified my testimony of family — that we are given a family for a specific purpose, and part of thatpurpose is love. So now as I struggle through this challenge, I turn to my mom because God gave her to meso that I could survive, and also be happy. Thank you, Mom. You are my tender mercy. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 13
  21. 21. Debra Tait Life isn’t always easy. We get so busy in life that we can hardly keep up and the world keeps expect- ing more of us. Visiting teaching is a way to lift the sisters’ spirits. I am a busy woman and do things when I have the time. Visiting teaching is one of those things to fit in. I visit taught an elderly neighbor lady who couldn’t drive to town anymore. She would see me anytime because she was usually home. I mentioned go- ing to the temple and she eagerly wanted to attend but didn’t have a way to get there. She was available to go anytime I could, so I offered to take her with me. A simple desire to attend the temple turned into a sweet weekly date of us attending the temple togeth- er that lasted for five years until she was unable to sit for a whole session. We became such good friends. The locker room attendants would mention how nice it was for me to bring my grandmother to the temple and we would just smile and not let them think otherwise. She was quite the character and had me laugh- ing the whole way there and the whole way back. Many times I laughed harder on those trips than I did the whole rest of the week and, of course, we made it tradition to get an ice cream on the way home. She lifted my heavy spirit of being so busy with seven children, going to college, and the scheduled life. I was always so happy to see her and together we would go to that peaceful place each week. She felt it was such a miracle blessing to be able to get to the temple. She had wanted to go to the temple but didn’t know who could take her as her children were busy with careers and such. Attending the temple was our individual personal goal. But the pleasure we got from going together is an eternal treasure. She did just as much to lift my spirits as I did to get her there. Visiting teaching was the avenue that brought us together. It was the reason I would reach out from my busy life when otherwise I would have felt I didn’t have the time to add another thing. Jean Jepson I was 20 years old when I married my best friend Mike. We were married in the Saint George Temple on May 15, 1987. About one year later, we had our first child. Then two years later, we had our second child. Life was good. In fact, life was great. We were a happy family and we didn’t think things could get any better. But little did we know that our lives were about to change. In December 1993 my husband was diagnosed with a brain tumor. We were devastated and shocked. Life had changed as we knew it. The doctors demanded that we travel to Salt Lake City the next month for brain surgery, so on January 14, 1994, Mike was operated on. It was very scary to be a mother of two young kids, not having any idea how things would turn out. It happened so fast and we didn’t have any time to prepare for it. I remember begging Heavenly Father for help. I didn’t know what to do. I was scared to death. I knew that I had to be tough in front of Mike, and that was hard. I didn’t want to let him know how terrified I was. I remember praying. And then crying. And then praying some more. That whole week was a blur. That year was definitely different. Everything changed. It was amazing to see the love our Heavenly Father has for us. Our family received many blessings through this trial. It taught us faith, patience, and humility. It also taught us how to trust the Lord with all of our hearts. We received many blessings through the power of the priesthood. Mike and I felt God’s presence and we knew we weren’t alone. We learned how to pray with a sincere heart. We learned how important it is to love one another unconditionally. Our family is so blessed. We are so thankful that we made the decision to be married in the temple. It is one of the big- gest blessings of all to know that we are sealed together for eternity. Later we found out that Mike’s tumor was benign. This was an answer to my prayer.14 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  22. 22. Anonymous I was like so many young girls growing up in the Church. I felt that if I did my best to keep the com-mandments and married in the temple, my dreams would all come true. My life seemed on track for eternalblessings. My husband and I had several children, we both served in significant callings, and we had a hap-py family life. Then, in an instant, my world fell apart. My husband was excommunicated from the Church.I saw no signs of it coming, even in retrospect. I couldn’t understand how my patriarchal blessing could befulfilled or even who God was. What was truth? Was everything I knew a lie? How could I go on with life?Who was I? Who was he? How could I even survive day by day? In those dark and hopeless days, I was given the strong prompting that I needed to give my husbandone year to put his life in order – nothing more. Somehow I listened and obeyed. It is hard to understandeven now how I got through that year. But Father in Heaven knew that the Atonement could save my hus-band and the Atonement could save me. Slowly, very slowly, the light in my husband’s eyes began to return.And slowly, very slowly, my own heart began to heal. I learned that the Atonement heals the sinner; andit also heals the innocent. After a year I knew that I needed to stay and give my marriage a chance. It tookmany more years to regain trust and the relationship we had lost, but the Atonement is a gift of miracles.Strength, insight, testimony, and love grew day by day, week by week, month by month, and year by year.My sorrow is now a distant memory. The best thing I ever did was listen to the Spirit even though I didn’tthink I could ever be happy again. I am so filled with love for my husband. Our life is filled with romance and wonder. There were timeswhen I wondered if I had made the right decision in marrying him but it is so apparent he is the rightperson for me. I feel we are walking squarely side by side into the eternities. I am so grateful for the Atone-ment that gave him back to me. I am grateful I stayed in the marriage out of faith, as hard as that was. Whata blessing I have been given because of my faith!! I love him so much! He is such a part of me and I am a partof him. These are days of joy for both of us. And to top all of that, he makes me laugh.Peggy Stokes While living in Salt Lake City I went through the temple preparation class. When I finished the class, Iset the date to go to the Salt Lake Temple for my endowment. I invited my mom and dad and several otherfamily members, plus my best friend Sharon. After the session Sharon gave me a big hug and said, “Wel-come to the family.” I planned to go to the temple every Wednesday after work. The first Wednesday, I went alone and wasscared because I was alone. I said a small prayer to Heavenly Father to be with me or to help me to not beafraid of being alone. In the Salt Lake Temple you go from room to room for the different kingdoms. Whilein the celestial room I noticed that the girl next to me had the same last name of the lady I was doing. Wediscussed the family name and discovered that 10 other women were doing the same last name – motherand daughters. While discussing this, the lady next to me saw my own last name and asked if I knew TomStokes. I said, “Yes, he is my uncle.” She said, “He’s my father.” I had never met her before. The Lord put menext to a cousin so I wasn’t alone. The Lord works in mysterious ways but always answers prayers. Mine was answered that day. I got to meet a cousin, exchange information, and learn it’s not real scaryto go to the temple alone. I learned I could do anything I want or need to do, alone. I don’t have to dependon anyone but Heavenly Father to be with me. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 15
  23. 23. Jeannene Colbert Our family was at Bear Lake for a summer vacation and after a couple of days of water activities we de- cided to venture to some caves nearby. Before we began our walk, we had family prayer and asked Heavenly Father to watch over us and protect us. As we approached the highway to cross toward the caves, our older boys had gone ahead and we walked behind with our 4-year-old son Jeff and older daughter. Jeff suddenly ran across the road, and as we were yelling, “Don’t go yet!” he immediately was struck by a vehicle. We heard the noise and waited forever for the car to stop. When it came to a stop, the people inside the car came out, frantically saying, “We hit him; we hit him.” At this point, we assumed that the vehicle had dragged him but we could not see him. We looked across the road at our other children to see if everyone was all right and that’s when saw little Jeff in the arms of his older brother Greg. We hurried to cross the road to them and noticed immediately that Jeff was not crying and did not show any sign of injury. I asked Jeff if he hurt anywhere and he answered that only his heel was hot. We were amazed that he seemed to be fine, but confused as to how he got into his brother’s arms. I asked Greg, “How did Jeff get into your arms?” He replied, “I don’t know. He was just here.” The people who had hit Jeff were in shock that he was fine – as were we. With tears streaming down my face, I contin- ued to walk with my family to the caves. My 16-year-old son Eddie came up to me and said, “A miracle just happened, didn’t it, mom?” Twenty-eight years later, Jeff was reading the last book of Harry Potter and came across the scene where Harry has to choose whether to stay on earth or go beyond. Jeff called me and told me what he was reading and that he remembered being given the same choice back when he was 4 and in the car accident – whether to stay or go. He said that he chose to stay with his mom and dad. He also said that he was grabbed by his heel and thrown into the arms of his brother Greg. I share this story as a testament of the power of prayer and I am reminded that we should ask our Heavenly Father for protection and guidance. Our family received a wonderful miracle that day and I have a testimony that when we called upon our Father in Heaven, we were blessed. Tabitha Ramsay These past few years have been hard for me, not so much that I couldn’t handle, but hard enough that I felt it both physically and emotionally. I had a stressful pregnancy with twins where I was constantly sick and then on bed rest for a month. They were born eight weeks early and had to be in the NICU for 39 days. The day after they were born, we got a phone call saying that my husband would deploy that June to Iraq for one year. My sweet husband left on my 24th birthday. He was in the United States for two months and then in Iraq for four months. When the new year came I sat down to think of what my new year’s resolution would be — the only thing that came to mind was RELAX. When I wrote it down in my journal, a flood of emotion came over me and I felt so warm and comforted and blessed that I was actually able to write this, and follow through this year. My children are healthy, my sister and her family were able to move in with me while my husband was away, my husband was able to come home six months earlier then expected …These were all tender mercies given to me by my Heavenly Father. I am so overwhelmed with how much my testimony has grown these last few months. I am thankful for the gospel and all the kind people in it who have helped us through our trials. And I am especially grateful for a Heavenly Father who knows and understands what I can handle and what I need help with.16 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  24. 24. “The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. For (He) wilt light my candle: the Lord my God will enlighten my darkness.” Psalms 18:2, 28Shanna Christ It was early Thursday morning when I realized that the brand new athletic shoes my husband had pur-chased for basketball had been left at the church. I had used them, without asking, for a Relief Society skitthe morning before. I felt some concern in remembering that the youth had the building that night and mayhave tampered with the goods. I scurried to the last place I had held them, but to my dismay, there were no athletic shoes. Anxietyswept over me, knowing that we did not have the money in the budget to replace them and that my hus-band would be upset. I pondered what to do next. I knew that, “If ye have faith as small as a mustard seed nothing will be impossible” (Matthew 17:20),and that Heavenly Father answers prayers, but would missing athletic shoes be important enough? I prayedearnestly that He would show me where the shoes had been hidden. Immediately the thought came, “Lookin the garbage can.” I began searching through every classroom but the shoes were not to be found. Lastly, I checked thewomen’s restroom and, with great delight, grasped hold of one of his precious athletic shoes in the bottomof the garbage can. I just knew that the other shoe would be close by, but it was not to be found anywhereelse in the building. I felt stumped. I got into my car and offered one last prayer that the Lord would bless the custodian tofind the other shoe and call me. Suddenly, the still small voice whispered again, “Look in the garbage can.”Then, off in the distance behind the church, I saw a large garbage bin. I could hardly move fast enough as Iclimbed up and threw myself into its belly. To my great joy I saw the shoe lying amidst the trash. It was a miracle! The Spirit had been directingme all the time! My heart jumped for joy! I shed some tears as I thanked the Lord for caring enough for ourtemporal needs to guide me in prayer to the missing shoes. Truly, this was my first knowing that all thingsare spiritual to the Lord. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 17
  25. 25. Jody Lybyer In 1976 I was serving a mission in Sendai, Japan. A favorite Japanese holiday in the spring is “Sakura” (cherry blossom season). This was a perfect time to meet families and introduce ourselves as sister mis- sionaries. We had just finished the first discussion with a lovely family when we realized the sun had set. Looking around, we saw the park was filling up with rough-looking and obviously intoxicated partygoers. The darkness, the heavy foliage around us in the park, and the calls from the intoxicated men scared us. We rapidly walked to our bikes and in my heart I began praying that Heavenly Father would help us leave the park safely. Just before reaching our bikes, a group of about ten men surrounded us; we were in deep trouble. I prayed harder for our Father to help us. It occurred to me that if we were assaulted it could become an international incident and the Church work in this city and others in this beautiful country could be greatly hindered. Men grabbed my arms and began pulling me toward the bushes. I looked around for help – and then I saw them. Across the dark playground rode six elders. Their white shirts seemed to shine as they rode in a wind- ing line parallel to us; they were not aware we were there and in trouble. I called to them, “Elders, Elders.” The district leader saw us at the same time as the men holding us saw them. The men let go and ran off in various directions as the elders rode toward us. Sister Barney and I hugged each other and cried as the elders surrounded us with their bikes. I cannot describe the relief we felt or the gratitude to our Heavenly Father for protecting us. Later I asked the district leader how they came to be at this obscure part of the park at sunset. He said, “I really don’t know how that happened. We were having our evening meal. We were not done but all arose at the same time with the thought that we should go to the park. It seemed to make sense at the time, but now I see it was not normal for all of us to go to the same place, at the same time. Our Heavenly Father looks out for us. I will always know we were protected that day by our Heavenly Father’s love and grace. Lorine Jarrett Many years ago as a single mom, I lived in a humble home in North Las Vegas and worked as a school teacher to support my family. Living under the Nellis Air Base flight pattern caused my windows to rattle and shake every time a plane roared overhead. My bedroom window developed a large crack from top to bottom. Being a single parent made it a strain on my budget to replace such a big window. Instead, I used filament tape and securely covered the crack from top to bottom hoping that would stop the problem. At this time in my life, I was not only stressed financially but especially spiritually and emotionally for my six children. I felt overwhelmed. I was praying mightily, especially for my teenage children. They at- tended a rough high school and I was concerned because their choices were not in harmony with gospel standards. I felt my heart was breaking for them, and a broken window was just too much. One day as I looked at my broken window, I realized the crack and tape were gone and the window was perfect! I went outside, wondering who had surprised me and fixed my window pane. After careful exami- nation, I realized there was no evidence of the window being removed and replaced. As I stood there won- dering what had happened, I felt the Spirit whisper, “If I can fix broken windows, I can fix broken families.” I continue to trust that the Lord can and will keep that promise.18 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  26. 26. Bobbie Morgan I had only been a member of the Church for three years when I was having severe female troubles. Thegynecologist said I needed a hysterectomy but he feared it might be cancer. He scheduled a D&C. If he didfind cancer, he would have to schedule radiation before the hysterectomy. We went to San Diego the week-end before my D&C. I enjoyed the trip but couldn’t get the big “C” off my mind. The day after returning home I had to go to the hospital for all the pre-op tests. The kids knew I washaving surgery but not about the cancer part. On the way home from the testing, Rick and I were involvedin a traffic accident. We were pretty banged up and I had a dislocated shoulder. The pain was excruciating.We were taken in an ambulance back to the same hospital we had just left. Pre-op testing was done fromthe ER in our town so the nurses had tons of “Weren’t you just here?” jokes. I was in too much pain to thinkof anything at the moment, but when the doctor arrived and relocated my shoulder (instant relief), I wasthinking more clearly. My first real concern was the surgery scheduled for the next day. As I waited in the ER, I earnestly prayed that if I had cancer, the delay from the accident wouldn’t makeit worse. At that moment, I received the most peaceful feeling all over my body. The words in my mind wereeven more encouraging. I kept hearing, “You don’t have cancer. Don’t worry about it. You are going to be allright.” I knew Heavenly Father was blessing me with the knowledge that I was going to be fine. I’ve alwaysthought He probably had the Spirit whisper to my gynecologist also. My doctor came to the ER and said,“We won’t do the surgery in the morning and I think we’ll skip the D&C all together. We will schedule thehysterectomy for a month from now.” My completely black and blue stomach from the seat belt appreciatedwaiting awhile. As for me, I never gave the outcome of the surgery a second thought after that. I had thesure knowledge that I did not have cancer. And I didn’t.Heloise Martin The year was 1963 in the little town of Reserve, New Mexico. I had just had my third son, my husbandwas teaching school, and I was asked to be a visiting teacher. I was a little taken aback but agreed to do it. Ihad never attended Relief Society before, believing it was for “older women”. My companion was an olderlady and very gracious and accommodating. This was really an experience, never having been out of Utah.We traveled about 60 miles every month, taking all day because the sisters we visited loved having us andlived so far out they did not get into church much. Our meetings were held in Luna, New Mexico, which was30 miles away over the mountain. In February 1964 I went back to Salt Lake City for a sister’s wedding, bringing the baby with me. Thetwo older boys stayed with an Indian sister and her family while their dad was at school. On Sunday, rightafter my husband and the boys had left for church, the furnace exploded. Neighbors rushed over to makesure no one was in the house. We lost everything. I hadn’t taken many clothes with me except for the baby’sthings. I wanted to come home but my husband said no because there wasn’t any place for us to stay. Therewas an old schoolhouse that had been converted into an apartment; it was empty but had been left sofilthy-dirty that the owners wouldn’t rent it out. My husband finally convinced them that he would get itcleaned. Three of the sisters from Reserve scrubbed and cleaned for three days to get it clean. The sisters inLuna made quilts. My companion and her three daughters went through the fire-ravaged home to find whatthey could salvage. They found the stainless steel pots and pans and scrubbed them to look like new, theyscrubbed and polished my silverware, and washed and cleaned some sheets that were in drawers. When I returned home at the end of the week, I walked into a very clean home with new quilts andbedding on all the beds and food in the refrigerator and cupboard. To this day, I will always be grateful tothe sisters in the Relief Society. They taught me a very meaningful lesson about what it’s all about – HelpingEach Other. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 19
  27. 27. “God bless you, my sisters, and encourage you, that you may be filled with light, and realize that you have no interests but in the wel- fare of Zion. … By seeking to perform every duty you will find that your capacity will increase, and you will be astonished at what you can accomplish.” (Eliza R. Snow, in Daughters in My Kingdom, 58.) Saundra L. Rowzee It had been a day exactly like a hundred days before it. I had taught eighth grade “Language Arts” at the local junior high all day, arriving home still harried to perform a series of habitual motions – pull into the carport, turn off the car, open the door (hitting the lock button as I stood), turn back to grab my keys, purse and papers to be corrected – when nature decided to throw me a curve. A sudden gust of wind slammed the heavy truck door, tearing the handle from my grasp and leaving me to stare wide-eyed through the window at all of the things left behind in the now-locked interior. My keys sat on top of my papers-to-be-corrected pile – my back-up keys swinging tauntingly from the rear-view mirror. I panicked! I tried one door and then went around and tried the other. The van was locked tight! I leaned against the van as my situation poured over me. It was 114 degrees, I was locked out of doors, my neighbors would not be home for hours – now what was I to do? I went slowly around my home, trying every door and window, finally ending at my bedroom window. It was shut and locked of course – a woman alone does not have open windows. The heat was really getting to me. A diabetic, I could feel myself becoming dehydrated. I was awfully thirsty! Eventually my mind turned, as one always does at such times, to the need to call upon the Lord. I put my head down and prayed fervently – asking Him if He would please unlock the bedroom window. When I finished, I left my eyes closed, pleading still – “Please, please help me.” Finally I opened my eyes and looked – the window remained locked, looking just as it had before I asked. Again I bowed my head and repeated my prayer, yielding the same result. At this I cried aloud, “Father, thou hast said that faith the size of a mus- tard seed can move a mountain. Don’t I even have enough faith to move a lock?” Tears ran down my face and a feeling of utter failure filled my heart. Slowly I moved back to where my van stood, locked tight. I had no plan, no purpose really – I just reached for the door handle and to my astonishment, the van opened! Oh how I rejoiced! I did so more for the discovery of my faith than for the return of the keys. The Lord had proven Himself to me and me to myself in one action. I also recognized that His wisdom had been greater than mine, as He opened the lock which would do me the most good – sharing a rare glimpse of His love and humor with me in a very personal way. Now when days are trying, and they often are, I embrace the knowledge that the Lord is that close by, and that He answers my prayers in wondrous ways.20 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  28. 28. Anonymous Leaving my previous ward was hard for they truly were my family. It was there that I received a testi-mony of visiting teaching, found some of my dearest friends, and learned from sisters who had “alreadybeen there” while I started to raise and teach the gospel to my own family. Needless to say, I was excited about my visiting teaching calling in my new ward. There was one youngmom on my list who lived close to me. I was at a point in my life that I could give more of my time, andI loved being able to give her what all the sisters gave to me when I was in that same situation. My newfriend eventually needed to move. We cleaned and organized her house, I watched her kids, and broughther meals. She had a yard sale. I purchased a few things, helped at her sale, and when it was over, delivereditems that didn’t sell to people in the ward and then to DI. I was going to miss her but I was happy for hernew adventure with her family. That afternoon I received a call. She told me I had used her to my own advantage by stealing from her.She accused me of taking whatever I wanted from her yard sale and not paying her fairly. She was mad andI was devastated. Numb from shock and sick to my stomach, I didn’t see how this could have happened.I tried to explain through tears that all I was doing was trying to help her. I cried for days for this loss offriendship. Later I found out that other women in the neighborhood told her I took things from her yardsale (the trailer full that I took to DI); and the flames of gossip continued from there. Anger began to con-sume my heart. I had never before been offended enough not to socialize with members of the ward. It waseating me up. I knew I did no wrong. It hurt to have sisters think so little of me. I didn’t want to see them atchurch. I was afraid of visiting teaching. Tear-filled prayers filled my days. I recognized that though it was a misunderstanding, I had still hurt my friend’s feelings. I called herand asked for her friendship and forgiveness. Despite my shaken confidence, I had to dig deep to realize myintentions were truly good, only miscommunication tripped it up. I was so upset of what others’ thought ofme that I had forgotten to see what the Savior thought of me. I knew I was good with Him and therefore Icould let the hurtful gossiping go. My service in the Church was for the Lord and when I understood that, Icould continue serving happily if I was doing it for Him.Lorna Flater It is vitally important that we heed the promptings of the Spirit the first time we feel them. One day as my friend, Norma Noble, was walking her dog, she had the distinct feeling that she shouldwalk over to my house and see how I was doing. The minute she stepped into my house she said, “I smellgas.” My smeller doesn’t work very well so I couldn’t smell anything. She walked into the kitchen and foundone burner that wasn’t all the way off. That was the first time she had walked over to my house in monthsbut she was prompted to come that day and probably saved my life. Thank you, Norma! And I thank myHeavenly Father for His hand in taking care of me. The next day my daughter, Louise Thomas, called the gas company to come shut the gas off from thestove. Then she went out and bought me an electric skillet and a hot plate to use when I need to cook some-thing. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 21
  29. 29. Donna Wheeler (Donna passed away July 30, 2011) Submitted by Donna’s husband, Ned Wheeler Donna Wheeler has always been Christ-like in all that she did. She was blessed so many times with an- swers to her prayers. Her daughters would ask her to pray for special needs and they said Donna’s prayers were always answered. Donna would go the extra mile to help others in need. She had special feelings of compassion for others and would show gratitude to everyone. These attributes came to her because of her desire to please the Lord. She continually studied the scriptures, especially the Book of Mormon, and tried to apply the principles that were taught. When the prophet spoke, Donna was ready and willing to do what- ever was required to be obedient. Great blessings came to Donna as a result of her humility and obedience. Donna’s final days on earth gave her a vision of the glorious life hereafter which she was able to share with everyone. Doctors and nurses witnessed the pure love of Christ that Donna demonstrated during her most trying and painful experiences. They were surprised when they would receive a “Thank you” from Donna after the most painful procedures they had just performed. Donna had a vision of the great privilege it was to be here on earth to work out our salvation and appreciated the blessings from the Lord applied at the hands of trained doctors and nurses. Nurses would come from Donna’s bedside with tears in their eyes explaining that Donna had asked them how they were doing, even though many times she was in terrible pain. The nurses said they should have been the ones asking how Donna felt. Donna’s actions and words demonstrated to all that whatever the Lord requires of us is right and for our best good. She taught us to see things from an eternal perspective and was willing to get outside her comfort zone if it would bless the lives of others. Things that others did not want to do, Donna would accept, and then do her best with a faith in our Savior that was commendable and pleasing to the Lord. During Donna’s final two weeks on earth she taught everyone she met of Heavenly Father’s tender mercies and gave us a glimpse into eternity that will be everlasting. I will always remember and ever be grateful. Amanda Ruesch I have been blessed many times to have prayers answered, feel the comfort of the Spirit in trying times, and receive miracles through priesthood blessings. Some of these were very powerful and sacred experi- ences. I know that the Lord blesses us in significant times in our lives. But the experience I have decided to share was not necessarily a life-changing blessing and that is why it was so dear to me. One summer when my son Connor was about three years old, we bought him his very own fishing pole and took him to a pond to try it out for the first time. My husband was showing him how to cast in a nearby field. On the end of the line was tied a little plastic fish that came with the pole. After a few casts, the fish went flying off and vanished somewhere in the tall grass. Our little boy was devastated. He hadn’t even tried to fish yet and a piece of his pole was broken and lost. We knew that before long he would forget all about the missing toy but at that moment he couldn’t think of anything else. We searched that field for some time and couldn’t see any sign of it. Then we suggested that he say a prayer. With the absolute faith of a little child, he prayed that Heavenly Father would help him find his lost fish. When he finished, he opened his eyes and pointed in a direction that we had already searched, but I went that way anyway. After about 100 feet I looked down and sure enough, there was the fish. Connor was so happy! My husband and I were surprised but our son was not. He knew his prayer would be answered. In the big picture of life, finding that plastic toy was quite insignificant. But Heavenly Father answered that little prayer so that a three year old (and his parents) would know that He loves us and He is listening anytime we need Him, no matter how big or small our cares may seem. He knows each of us as His individ- ual children and wants so much for us to be happy.22 Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light
  30. 30. Carrie Parker The past six months have been one of the most challenging times of my life. In January I had an unusu-ally painful earache and excruciating headache that didn’t improve after several days; in fact, my symptomsgot increasingly worse. I was referred to an ear specialist and found out that I had lost 30 percent of mynormal hearing. After many tests, he found there was nothing wrong with my ears but that the problemwas neurological. I was then referred to a neurologist. I was tested for everything from multiple sclerosis and lupus tointracranial hypertension and TMJ disorders. I had several series of lab tests, a CT scan, four MRIs, and aspinal tap that took two blood taps and two weeks of bed rest to repair. In additional to the medical testing,I was prescribed several medications. At one point, I was on eight different medications, four of which werenarcotics. Each day I would wake up and have to choose between being in severe pain or being in a groggy“stupor” the whole day. I wasn’t able to function at home with my family or at work with my condition. This was one of the low-est times of my life. I became very depressed and very frustrated. I knew this was not the kind or quality oflife I wanted to live. I received priesthood blessings and prayed and fasted for help, strength, and guidance. And after sometime, my Heavenly Father heard my prayers by sending me friends and neighbors with the support, en-couragement, and answers I had been praying for. I was guided to seek out someone who helped me withalternative medical treatment that gave me some relief almost immediately. I was also inspired to reach outto another dear friend to help me improve my diet and nutrition which eventually helped me get off all buttwo of my medications. Each day I get a little better and can now see light at the end of the tunnel. I havehope for a brighter tomorrow and that has made all the difference. These challenges have given me the opportunity to gain a stronger testimony of the love my HeavenlyFather has for me. I know He is aware of my struggles and He knows what is ultimately right for me at thistime of my life.Linda Jaynes About four years ago I was really having a hard time. My husband had little to no work. We were hav-ing the usual children problems and I just felt that my prayers weren’t being heard or even answered andwas just wondering if Heavenly Father even loved me. At this time I had been sick for several days with abad cold and it was conference weekend. I slept in on Sunday until conference started and tried to watchconference but mostly slept. Then I suddenly woke up and heard one of the speakers say, “Recognize thatif you have feelings that you are not loved by your Father in Heaven, you are being manipulated by Satan.” Ididn’t hear the rest of that talk because I was thinking about what I had heard and wondering if I had reallyheard what I thought I heard. I realized that was just what I was doing – letting Satan manipulate me andweaken my faith. I later looked through all the conference talks for that Sunday morning and found thatstatement in Elder Richard G. Scott’s talk. His talk was on a completely different subject. I know that if I hadbeen listening to all of his talk, I would have missed that message to me. I’m so thankful for conference andthat experience. I’ve thought about it often. I’m thankful for the gospel in my life and blessings and strengthit can bring us. I’m thankful for a Heavenly Father who loves us and answers our prayers. Sisters in the Kingdom: Treasures of Light 23

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