Father and Mother never left me alone. They always guided me back to the right way.
Of all the practices, giving thanks proved the most powerful.
“To me, these chestnuts aren’t money. They’re just the chestnuts I grew myself.”
Throughout my thirty years of faith, I often felt as though I had been missing out on many things in life.
What felt like a harmless nudge to me must have felt like a devastating blow to the plant.
After committing to daily practice—and knowing I had truly done my best—I began to look forward to each lesson with excitement.
My neighbor responded, “If crops could grow on their own, why would farmers be needed?”
It is only when the pupa splits open that we see whether it has truly become a beautiful butterfly.
The child kept holding my hand, exclaiming, “Spit it out! Spit it out!”
Seeing her fully geared up—with head and body protectors and mouthguard in place—I felt as if I had sent her into a lion’s den.
"As expected, the clothes Mother chose are the most beautiful and the most fitting of all."
I believed that the gospel was about doing something great.
Everyone likes to be honored and treated with respect.
The Jerusalem Temple was the center of Jewish society.
From now, I resolve to speak only encouraging words to brothers and sisters as I walk the way of faith.