There has been a lot of reflection involved in this week. There have been amazing miracles. As I wrote about last week, Brother Rivas was baptized. It was one of the sweetest moments of my mission, if not my life, to watch him step into the water and take that step. During the baptism we sang the song “I Am A Child of God.” Watching Brother Rivas sing out the words of a song he picked, I realized this was a very precious knowledge that he held very dear. The fact that God is our Heavenly Father, and because of that we have a divine potential to return with Him.
I received the news of Gabriel’s passing a couple of days later and the same words of the song were ringing through my head. I am a child of God. I know that we are all His children, and His only desire is for us to come back to Him. As is described in Alma, “the spirits of all men, whether they be good or evil, are taken home to that God who gave them life.” This Thanksgiving I am grateful for that knowledge. I’m grateful for a family with that knowledge. I’m grateful for our unity in that desire to live with Him again, and how in this journey of returning, we have each other and I have them to lean on.
I also had the opportunity to sing a musical number, “I Know That My Redeemer Lives,” for the baptism. As the words left my mouth I was reminded of their truth. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives and I shall conquer death.
He truly does live. He is the way home. And one day, holding faithful, we will see Him again.
I can’t put into words how much I love you all.
Sincerely,
Hermana Abreu
1. With Brother Rivas at his baptism
2. Brother Rivas in the flesh
3. Sister Ingersoll and I in the Frame Home
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