Jesus Christ is there waiting, holding out his arms to comfort, bless and protect us, but we have to go to Him.

Could there be a greater reason to smile than knowing that the sealing power has been restored to earth and families can be sealed together for time and all eternity?

We can have peace in every situation, in every aspect of our lives, when we come unto Jesus Christ and allow His love and infinite Atonement to heal us.

Every righteous desire of our hearts requires courage to achieve; thankfully, our Lord Emmanuel (God with us) is always available to help bolster our faith!

Counting our blessings can help us feel less discouraged and remind us of all God and Jesus Christ have done for us.

President Russell M Nelson taught that the Lord loves effort, because effort brings rewards that can’t come any other way.

The gospel of Jesus Christ brings with an incandescent hope! We are never alone in our mortal trials. Our Savior Jesus Christ is there for us.

When determining your worth and your value, whatever you do, please don’t rely on other people’s opinions!   Remember what was said about Jesus Christ in Isaiah 53:3?   “He was a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief, and we hid, as it were, our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.“   The world judged Jesus Christ, the most perfect of all of us, the only one of us who led a perfect life, the most intelligent of us, the kindest and most loving of us al

A Martin Handcart company survivor testified that his suffering, the price that he paid to become acquainted with God, was a privilege to pay. He was grateful for it. When he was so weak from illness and starvation that he could barely walk, he would tell himself, I can pull my handcart to the next patch of sand or next incline, and then I have to stop. But he found when he reached that sand or that incline, the cart started pushing him. He looked behind him many times but ne

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