God is Love
So these past couple of weeks have been tender mercies, to say the least. About two weeks ago, I went to All-State choir. I have been before, my sophomore year, but for some reason the same insecurities I was having then I was having again this year. Anxiety filled my heart as I thought of what might happen this week. I didn't know my music, I didn't know who'd I'd be rooming with, and I couldn't remember why I had such a fun time my sophomore year. So I asked my father for a priesthood blessing. In the blessing, I was told that I would come back from this experience having a greater appreciation for my family. Great, I thought. That means I'm going to have such a terrible experience that I'll be so ready to come home. Needless to say, this didn't help my anxiety. Now, before I go with this story I need to interrupt myself and tell you about my dad. I love my dad. And I know he loves me. But sometimes I think we have a hard time understanding e