I realized that I have referenced a special experience I had in the temple but that I never wrote about. I would like to relate that story.
I was in a pretty deep depression. It was not fun and I was tired of being there. This particular time I was being extra hard on myself. I was driving to pick Elizabeth up from a camp with the young women and listening to the Mormon Channel while I drove. I got so caught up in what I was listening to that I missed the street and had to do a U-turn. As soon as I did something was said that brought the depression on in full force. I was moved to tears and then instantly had the impression that there was an angel standing behind me with her hands on my shoulders comforting me through this moment. I felt that it was my great grandmother Lexia Warnock. I felt peace and comfort.
A few weeks before this I had received a blessing from Derek that I would have angels to help me and that I would be able to recognize them and feel them around me. A little while before this I had prayed for that blessing to be fulfilled.
When I arrived home I went to my room to write this experience in my journal. As I was writing I again felt the presence of an angel. I felt her give me a hug and then kneel beside me and hold my hand. And then she seemed to leave through a curtain next to my chair. As I pondered the experience I had thought it was my great grandmother Lexia Warnock but then felt that actually it was my Aunt Rebecca Watts. How blessed to be so loved by two great women the I look up to and admire so much.
That evening Derek and I attended the temple. As I sat waiting for the session to start my thoughts turned to all that I was doing wrong. But just as each thought would enter my head the Spirit was there to push it out with words like, you are of worth, you are a good mom, you do a good job, you are just where you are supposed to be, you are faithful, you are loved, you are enough. Those words, "You are enough," have supported me throughout this past year. I tell myself over and over again that "I am enough." Heavenly Father told me, I know that He loves me and is proud of me. I am realizing more and more the difference between His truth about me and the depression's lies. This has been a turning point in my life. I still have depression, I still work and I still suffer but I know there are angels to help and comfort me and I know that in my Heavenly Father's eyes "I am enough!"
(I had the prompting to ask granma Christensen if her mother had depression. She told me that she had never though of her mother having depression but that there would be days she would stay in bed until the kids got home from school and then she would get up and do what needed to be done. That as granma thought about it that maybe she did.)
I was in a pretty deep depression. It was not fun and I was tired of being there. This particular time I was being extra hard on myself. I was driving to pick Elizabeth up from a camp with the young women and listening to the Mormon Channel while I drove. I got so caught up in what I was listening to that I missed the street and had to do a U-turn. As soon as I did something was said that brought the depression on in full force. I was moved to tears and then instantly had the impression that there was an angel standing behind me with her hands on my shoulders comforting me through this moment. I felt that it was my great grandmother Lexia Warnock. I felt peace and comfort.
A few weeks before this I had received a blessing from Derek that I would have angels to help me and that I would be able to recognize them and feel them around me. A little while before this I had prayed for that blessing to be fulfilled.
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When I arrived home I went to my room to write this experience in my journal. As I was writing I again felt the presence of an angel. I felt her give me a hug and then kneel beside me and hold my hand. And then she seemed to leave through a curtain next to my chair. As I pondered the experience I had thought it was my great grandmother Lexia Warnock but then felt that actually it was my Aunt Rebecca Watts. How blessed to be so loved by two great women the I look up to and admire so much.
That evening Derek and I attended the temple. As I sat waiting for the session to start my thoughts turned to all that I was doing wrong. But just as each thought would enter my head the Spirit was there to push it out with words like, you are of worth, you are a good mom, you do a good job, you are just where you are supposed to be, you are faithful, you are loved, you are enough. Those words, "You are enough," have supported me throughout this past year. I tell myself over and over again that "I am enough." Heavenly Father told me, I know that He loves me and is proud of me. I am realizing more and more the difference between His truth about me and the depression's lies. This has been a turning point in my life. I still have depression, I still work and I still suffer but I know there are angels to help and comfort me and I know that in my Heavenly Father's eyes "I am enough!"
(I had the prompting to ask granma Christensen if her mother had depression. She told me that she had never though of her mother having depression but that there would be days she would stay in bed until the kids got home from school and then she would get up and do what needed to be done. That as granma thought about it that maybe she did.)
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