Last night was group. The bishops and husbands came. It was so good and helpful. It was hard, emotional and overwhelming. I cried. I cried a lot. I cried more than anyone in the whole meeting.
Sweet and tender things happened. At one point, I was crying, trying not to sob, and Lisa reached over and squoze my arm. She asked if I was OK. It was sincere. It felt good, and I felt undeserving of it. I so appreciate her. Her love for the Lord, her talent and her willingness to share it and serve. She is my angel right now.
The information was good. It was helpful. I am sure that Brian felt the Spirit. He loves me. I love him. I feel so blessed to have such a good husband/friend.
During the meeting, I felt like so much of the content was directed towards me. But it was ok. Maybe I am the one that needed it. Probably.
There was a guest speaker, Angela. She has been thru group 2X. She has peace. You can tell. She spoke with love. She spoke with power of the Spirit, and she spoke most of the time looking right at me. Her eyes had the light of Christ in them. Will mine ever? I felt a kinship to her. Drawn to her. I know her, trust her and love her. And yet we have never met.
She shared truths, bore her testimony of the Atonement. And she also spoke directly to the Bishops. Explaining to them their role. It was powerful and amazing.
How blessed I feel to have been part of last night. Healing is happening. I am overwhelmed and emotional today. But it is part of the plan. Healing is hard. It hurts, and it takes time.
