She then went on to say, "We may not change the entire world, but when touched by the spirit, we will change the world of that one person."
How true that really is. This last week, one very young woman and her siblings changed the world of me, my companion, her family and everyone who walked by.
Monday night, Sister Opeda and I had just a short amount of time left before we would need to grab our things to head home for the night. After sitting and talking with a woman by the shell fountain here on temple square, Sister Opeda felt impressed that we needed to walk towards the North Visitor's center, and we did so without hesitation. As we started to walk, from far off we could see a spread out, beautiful family--the White family from Colorado. There, in the shadow of the temple was little Lucy, spinning around by the flagpole, little Ian running to and fro from his siblings to his mom, Atticus taking everything in, and then there was one...there was Avaree, just 8 years old, crying by her Mom.
From a distance it could seem that Avaree was crying because someone had perhaps been mean to her, or picked on her, but as we got closer we saw that really a miracle of the Lord was taking place.
We knelt down next to this sweet young girl you just cried looking from us, to her mom, to the temple and back.
"Aww, sweet girl," we said, "why are you crying?"
She looked at us, tears filling her eyes and dropping to the sacred grounds and said something that will never leave me.
"I feel the Holy Ghost," she choked back her tears and then bawled out, "and it feels amazing!"
I have never experienced something like that in all my life. Here was sweet young Avaree, just recently baptized and had received the gift of the Holy Ghost. We both cried and just stared into her eyes with awe.
"What does it feel like, Avaree?" we asked.
With a big smile and her arms wrapped around her she said, "It just feels like a big hug."
Looking around there wasn't a single eye that wasn't wet with tears. I was brought back to the memories I have of my own baptism. I remember so vividly going down into the water, coming up and just being the happiest I have ever been. I remember hands being laid on my head and receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost and feeling that big, warm hug that she so powerfully testified of. Her brother Atticus went on to share that he was feeling the very same thing.
It's the Spirit that has let me know where I need to be each day, each moment. It's the Spirit that has let me know that I needed to serve a mission. It is the Spirit that has made this precious gift of time a miracle to be preserved and remembered. It is the Spirit that has touched the hearts of people around the world whether they be in Colorado, Africa, Norway or Salt Lake City, Utah, and how grateful I am to be reminded each time I feel the Spirit, that my Father in Heaven, my Savior Jesus Christ, are guiding me, and helping each of us, return to live with them again.
I love you all!!!
SHOUTOUTS: Dad & Mom, Robert Donakey, Makelle Wood, Jessica Helm, Grandfather & Grandma Jeanie, Brother & Sister Donakey, Mary, Becca, Sara, COURTNEY ( from Ivy's lesson on Temple Square!), the White family