This is THE MOST significant testimony I can share at this time, and it's about surrendering our will to God. I pray that it can help many people. The experience I’m going to describe happened while my husband was away for a six-week work training, and our kids and I were staying with my parents. I was a mom of two children age 2 and under, and I was run ragged. Everything was overwhelming for me. I didn’t feel safe or secure in anything. Although two and four years had passed from the dates of two spiritually and emotionally traumatic miscarriages, I still carried the pain within my heart, no matter how much I longed to be healed of it. I was short-tempered with my precious little toddlers, was crying or close to tears almost all the time, and could barely leave the house with my kids except for church because of how heavy my heart always felt. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ One day, my dad approached me and said, “Lui, do you think you can carry anything else on your plate?” “Oh, NO,” I thought. “He’s trying to volunteer me to help someone at church. But I can NOT. I can NOT help anyone. I feel like I’m barely surviving as it is.” Aloud, I said, “No, Dad, I don’t think I can.” He considered me for a moment, and then said “I think you need to forgive.” I stared at him. He returned my gaze. "He’s serious," I thought. Aloud, I said “I don’t hold any grudges against anyone, Dad- I don’t have the emotional energy to carry hate or anger like that. Why and who would I forgive?” “I don’t know,” he answered. “I just really feel like I needed to tell you that.” “Okaaaay,” I said. “Thank you. I will think about it.” ~~~~~~~~~~~ For the next few days, I did. I slowly started warming to the idea that maybe there WERE people and situations which I could forgive, and thereby free myself from burdens I didn’t even know I was holding. One night during this time, I’d just gone to the room I was staying in with our kids. I was trying to process things after having lost my patience with them, apologized, and gotten them down for bed. I heard a soft knock on the door, but wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, so I ignored it and lay on my bed as though I was already asleep. Soundlessly, the door opened. Cracking an eye open, I watched my dad’s hand slide through the opening while holding a paper he’d printed out. He pressed the paper to the wall, where a pre-placed strip of tape at the paper’s top edge secured it there. Then his hand withdrew and the door silently closed. I left the bed, quietly crossed the room, and read the words printed on the paper. “As one’s will is increasingly submissive to the will of God, he can receive inspiration and revelation so much needed to help meet the trials of life.” – Neal A. Maxwell I stood there, absorbing the words. As I did, the Holy Spirit touched my heart, saying “Keep going this way.” So I looked up the quote by Elder Maxwell and found it came from an October 1995 talk called “Swallowed Up in the Will of the Father.” I read the talk and came upon this part: “The submission of one’s will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God’s altar. The many other things we “give,” brothers and sisters, are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us. However, when you and I finally submit ourselves, by letting our individual wills be swallowed up in God’s will, then we are really giving something to Him! It is the only possession which is truly ours to give!” “Keep going this way,” the Spirit whispered again. ~~~~~~~~~ For the next few days, I turned the ideas over in my mind and heart. Forgiving anyone and everything that had ever hurt me. Surrendering my will to God. Trusting Him… no matter what. But I couldn’t commit to actually DO IT because of the fearful thoughts and doubts which came thick and fast every time I steeled myself to pray about these things. The loudest fear was this one: “As soon as I surrender my will to God, He’s going to take everything away from me to see if I really meant it. He’s going to test me. Watch and see. Or if I just don’t pray about this, and then He won’t have to test me. I can just keep going as I have been…miserably, but at least I’ll have my husband and kids.” I will forever be grateful that my dad issued this invitation, and that I chose faith instead of fear. Because after just a day or two of those fearful thoughts, I had had ENOUGH. That night, I prayed- and my life was changed forever. After I had gotten my kids to sleep in the room with me, I extricated myself from holding their hands and crossed the room to the mirror. I stared straight into my own eyes. I visualized that Heavenly Father was the one looking at me, and imagined I was speaking straight to Him with all the energy of my soul. “Heavenly Father,” I began. “I forgive…” and proceeded to name every person and situation that had ever caused me hurt. The last Person I forgave was …Him. And it was so, so hard. I was crying as I said, “Heavenly Father, I forgive You for breaking my heart with that first miscarriage. I forgive You for taking the second miscarriage, too.” (While it may sound overly dramatic to say He broke my heart with that first miscarriage, I can promise you that it is exactly as I describe. I had fully, 100% trusted Him and the blessing I’d received after I’d started bleeding, where I was promised that “Nothing is wrong.” But when the bleeding worsened and we rushed to the OB, she told me that I’d passed it already… I’d felt as though God had kicked me in the teeth, right off a mountain, and was laughing as He watched me fall. I’d had to fight for every fraction of an inch of spiritual ground I’d recovered in the four years since the miscarriage, and was still several years away from gaining a beautiful witness of how, truly, nothing WAS wrong… but back to my prayer in the mirror.) I was openly sobbing at this point, not even aware of my children sleeping just feet away from me. I’m surprised they never woke up and that no one else in the house came to check on me, but I’m grateful they didn’t, as I wasn’t done praying. Now that I’d forgiven, it was time to surrender. “YOU’LL REGRET THIS,” a fearful thought came. “I don’t care,” I thought back. “Heavenly Father, I surrender my will to You. You can take my life, and I will still trust You. You can take my marriage, and I will still trust You. You can take my children, and I WILL STILL TRUST YOU. You can take my family, my home, my mobility, my health, our livelihood…You can take it all, and I WILL STILL TRUST YOU. Forever.” Something subtle and deep shifted in the reflected eyes onto which my vision was locked. The desperation was replaced by a peace so sure and deep that I knew this was a defining moment, one which was setting the scene for the rest of my life. ~~~~~~~~~ I have so much more to share, at another time- tangents and backstories and more testimony. But for now, if there’s just one thing I wish I could impress upon all who read this, it would be: Do not fear to surrender your will to God. Trusting Him unlocks the door to abundant and abiding peace which will endure with you in every trial through which you pass. I echo the testimony of the prophet Paul: The peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. I also affirm the witness of the prophet Alma: For I DO know that whosoever will put their trust in God will be supported in their trials and their troubles, and their afflictions, and will be lifted up- at not just the last day, but EVERY DAY. And I share this true witness with you in the name of my Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Isaiah's "Song of the Suffering Servant," found throughout chapter 53. This melody covers verses 3-5: "He is despised and rejected of men; 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. Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes, we are healed." And Christ did this... On His Own... for us. Watch once to see how this verse fits so SPLENDIDLY into the song "On My Own" from Les Mis. Watch and sing along three times to learn the scripture verse by heart. 🩵

Isaiah's 29:13-14 prophecy of the Lord's "marvellous work and a wonder: "Wherefore, the Lord said, Forasmuch as this people draw near me with their mouth and with their lips do honor me, but have removed their heart far from me, and their fear toward me is taught by the precept of men: Therefore, behold, I will proceed to do a marvellous work among this people, even a marvellous work and a wonder: for the wisdom of their wise men shall perish, and the understanding of their prudent men shall be hid." What better melody to embody this Restoration prophecy than "Scotland the Brave," i.e. "Praise to the Man?" 🥳 Watch once to see how this verse fits so SPLENDIDLY into the music. Watch and sing along three times to learn the scripture verse by heart. 🩵

Isaiah plus Beethoven's Fifth equals AWESOMENESS. "Wo unto them that call evil good, and good evil, that put darkness for light, and light for darkness, that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!" Watch once to see how this verse fits so SPLENDIDLY into the music. Watch three times to learn the scripture verse by heart.

For over a year, I've felt drawn towards pairing powerful verses of scripture with familiar melodies and teaching them to my kids and the children I serve at church. It's been AMAZING. My kids will just sing their favorite verses of scripture around the house, using melodies from Star Wars, Queen, Hercules, Annie, lots of Classical, and more. (Sneak peek at one of the pairings because I love the groans on the faces of everyone over the age of 35 when they hear it: "And Joshua said unto the people, sanctify yourselves for TOMORROW, the Lord will do wonders among you, that's Joshua 3, verse 5! TOOOOOO-MORROW! THE LORD WILL DO WONDERS AMONG YOU That's Joshua threeeeeeee, veeeeeeeeerse fiiiii-iiiiii-iiiiiiiive!!!" (To the tune of "Tomorrow," from "Annie," bahaha) And for the last many months, I've also felt drawn towards producing these scripture + melody pairings in video format to share online. THAT IS SCARY. And so, unfortunately, I hid this talent I have for combining my two favorite things (scripture and music!) under a bushel for a goooood long while because of fear. But as we are entering the last quarter of the year, I am finally repenting. Here is the first of many Scripture Soundtrack videos, featuring Isaiah 1:18. If you have seminary students who want to memorize this and all the other Doctrinal Mastery scriptures, I hope that this video and the others on my new 🥴*YoUtUbE cHaNneL* 🥴 will be a great help to them!

So I found this 1898 yearbook of a great-great-great aunt…. Look at her “favorite expression” 🤣🤣🤣🤣I love her!!

Preface, page xiv: “Our battle with Satan is not a single match but must be fought every day of our lives, for he and his demons never leave our sides. They are constantly working for our destruction day by day, night by night, around the clock and through the years. Our battles with Satan's forces will continue until the day we finish our probations. We must realize in soberness that we are engaged in a war that will determine our eternal destinies, a war that deserves every awareness and caution we can muster. It is unfortunate that many people are so preoccupied with the daily affairs and pleasures of this temporary world that they go through life as if earth were a playground instead of the battleground it really is.”

Preface: “You and I passed through a veil of forgetfulness when we came here. Satan did not. He remembers everything and knows each of us from the premortal existence.” ‘Satan drew a third of the hosts of heaven with him, and when they were cast out, that third of the host of heaven brought with them the knowledge that they had in the spirit world, while our knowledge was temporarily taken from us through our birth into mortality.’ (LeGrand Richards, Ensign, May 1981, pp. 32-33)

As of the last two semesters, and culminating today, I am a lifelong fan of @TAMU 🥹🥹🥹🩵🩵🩵 I have so many more things to say about this soon. So much love to this amazing university and the angelically heroic students and staff in their biomedical engineering program 🥹🥹🥹

I think about Joseph Smith's "fly to pieces like glass" quote every time I see members of the church balk against anything that goes "contrary to their traditions." There have been lots of opportunities lately for this quote to come to mind as I see people's knee-jerk reactions to the recent changes. Whatever changes come, I want to ROLL with them and "be easily entreated" to sustain and support Church leadership in making those changes successful. If it happens that a change comes with which I'm supremely uncomfortable, I can take it to the Lord in prayer and work it out with Him. Everything is going to be okay! <3 The Lord leads His church and surely knows better than we do! We can trust Him and remember that to them that love God, ALL THINGS work together for our good. Even things that we view as bad ideas. <3 <3

Thank you so much, @TracerBuIlet !! 🩵

@PurpleKoya21 , thank you so much for reposting!

@jmbrim3, thank you for reposting and praying for them 🥹🩵 I’m so grateful! Their need for miracles continues.

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