Beauty

Once upon a time I was a missionary (you all remember that story, right?)

While I was doing this missionary-thing-part-of-my-life, I got quite the email from my parents.  They told me that one of my younger sisters (I have 5.  Be jealous.), felt ugly.  So ugly in fact that she wanted to cut off all her hair so that she would look like a boy.

I cried.  How could my beautiful sister feel this way about herself?  She was nine.  Nine years old and was already facing the same self-esteem crap that we are all going through.  So I got permission from the Mission President to call home.  Just to talk to her.  And tell her how beautiful and amazing and wonderful she is.  And then I started this massive project.  Where I decided that I would make books full of quotes all about how we are daughters of god, how we are great because we are girls, and on and on and on.

I started this project over a year ago.  I am determined to finish it this summer.  So, I might be sharing some of the inspirational things I find along the way.  Like this gem:

“Unlike mortals who inherit the seeds of death from both parents, Jesus was born of a mortal mother but an immortal Father.  The seeds of death received from Mary meant that He could die, but the inheritance from His Father gave Him infinite life, which meant death was a voluntary act.
“The infinite nature received from His Father gave Jesus power to perform the Atonement, to suffer for the sins of all...
“For many years I thought of the Savior’s experience in the garden and on the cross as places where a large mass of sin was heaped upon Him...instead of an impersonal mass of sin, there was a long line of people, as Jesus felt ‘our infirmities’ (Hebrews 4:15), ‘[bore] our griefs,...carried our sorrows...[and] was bruised for our iniquities’ (Isaiah 53:4-5).  
“The Atonement was an intimate, personal experience in which Jesus came to know how to help each of us.”
-Merrill J. Bateman “A Pattern for All”, Ensign, Nov. 2005, 75-76



Never forget that He knows You. He knows what you are going through. That is why I can keep going each day.

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