
I believe in God the Eternal Father, and in his Son Jesus Christ, and in the Holy Ghost.
I believe in prayer, that God sees me, and that I can receive personal revelation if I ask in faith.
I believe in the healing powers of a really good dance party in the car.
I believe in handknit mittens.
I believe that this February when the Olympics are on I will be building my fort on the sofa and you will have to pry me out of that thing if you want anything from me. And how could you not? Want something from me, that is.
I believe in drinking as much Diet Coke as I want to.
I believe that I am meant to be a mother.
I believe in sewing (and ::cough:: shopping) as therapy.
I believe that Jesus Christ died for my sins, and that because he atoned for me in the Garden of Gethsemane he knows my struggles, my pain, and my disappointments, intimately. He knows exactly what I am going through, and because of that I know I am never alone.
I believe Sunday nights are for eating. Cereal. Also, ice cream.
I believe that there is power in femininity.
I believe in the power of a compliment.
I believe in hugging it out. I believe you can hug anything out.
I believe that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet of God. I do!
I believe in family traditions.
I believe in striped t-shirts. A good striped t-shirt can make anything better.
I believe in babies. Universe! I would like a baby!
I believe in me.
(Shoot, somebody's got to!)









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