Our True Identity

"Much of the confusion we experience in this life comes from simply not understanding who we are." -President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

After a difficult day, I cannot even begin to explain how precious the words of this man can bring so much peace to my heart. My down, aching, and disappointed heart. If only I saw myself the way the Lord sees me, then I would not doubt.

"If only we understood who we are, and what is in store for us, our hearts would overflow with such gratitude and happiness,then it would enlighten even the darkest souls with the light and love of God."

The Ugly Duckling...a favorite of my childhood stories. Enjoy this short video clip, and feel your heart regain strength, joy, and love. :)

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Eloisa said…

You are truly a daughter of our Heavenly Father. You are certainly learning to find your worth. You are in the right track. Continue hijita. Work as hard as it can get at times can really help you specially during the times that you do not know what to do. Just keep busy working and giving the best of yourself. Then you are going to see the entire picture. You will be able to taste what you have actually learned. You are Heavenly Father's work in progress. Can you picture his smile when he sees your progress!!! You make me very happy TESORITO!!!Love, Mommy.

July 21, 2010 at 6:42 AM

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