My Bom class. No I did not just spell BOMB wrong.
BOOK.OF.MORMON.
But it really is...bomb.
Today we discussed something that just really touched me. A story was shared of an apostle of the quorum of the 12. He gave insight to his favorite smell. Most people love the smell of rain, or food...no. This apostles favorite smell was the smell of cigarette smoke, at church.
When I heard that today, My mind went to "Is he CRAZY?". But then the apostle explained his thought. This smell...means that there is somebody who is struggling with something...but as to where this smell is located... means that they are trying. Which is what I needed to hear today.
I catch myself thinking that I just can't keep up. I have my sure dose of struggles...but what matters is that we are trying to fix them. What matters is that we are staying strong in the faith and belief of the people who will be the ultimate help. Sure we have friends, and family to help us with our adversaries. But we also have the most supreme, God. He is there for us. He will always have the best advice, and the best help to our problems, because he {knows}.
So that is my thought of my class today. It was something I needed, and something I wanted.
I love my BOM class.
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