This week as I was study general conference I came across a quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson that has been resonating with me ever since.
"the most memorable moments in life are those in which we feel the rush of revelation"
Now I don't know about any of you but I can vividly remember quite a few of the revelations I have received. One of the most memorable is what started this whole crazy journey to begin with. The revelation I had sitting by my moms hospital bed, unsure of whether or not she would make it. I remember so clearly the feeling of peace after my first prayer and the knowledge I suddenly had that no matter what it would all be ok. At the time I didn't know about eternal families or the kingdoms of glory all I had ever known was that there was a heaven and a hell and you weren't guaranteed into heaven or even to see the people you love again.
What an amazing thing it was for me to know without a shadow of a doubt, after only one prayer, that it would all be ok. That there was more to this life than I ever thought possible. Heavenly father KNEW ME and what I needed at that exact moment even though I didn't know him and had never followed his ways. Revelation isn't just given to those who are steadfast and immovable on the path to righteousness. It is given to anyone the Lord sees fit to help. He cares so deeply for all of his children and wishes for us all to return to him. Sometimes the only way to get through to a hard heart is to give them a revelation like he gave to me.
I never imagined myself as the type of person who needed religion or needed anyone besides myself. Boy, was I ever wrong. Ever since my conversion 3.5 years ago things have changed so much and I owe it all to God. Without him my life was empty and I struggled to find purpose but now I know that I am a daughter of a loving Heavenly Father. I have amazing worth in his eyes so therefore no one else's opinions of me matter. I was sent here for a purpose and I feel like that purpose was exactly this, to share my story with the world.
Revelation often comes only when we seek for it like I did in my moms hospital room but on some occasions what God needs to tell us is so important that he pushes it through the the front of our thoughts. About a month ago I was traveling with my inlaws to Lake Tahoe. My husband had to work so he stayed behind as we all went off to have a fun vacation. Shortly after we left I was curled up in the back seat of their chevy suburban and could not seem to get comfortable so I unhooked my seatbelt and was finally able to fall asleep. The revelation I had in my dream is still so vivid to me know that I can't believe what occured.
