
Today as I was walking to class in the wonderful Rexburg weather (30 degrees, wind, and snow flurries) I listened to the song, "My Heavenly Father Loves Me." It was such a great reminder to me. I thought about the words.
He gave me my eyes that I might see the color of butterfly wings.
He gave me my ears that I might hear the magical sound of things.
I thought specifically about those two things. The fact that I can see and hear are huge blessings in my life. I can't even imagine how hard my life would be without those abilities.
For a moment I thought about those people who don't have the ability to see and hear. I felt really bad for them. There's so much they are missing out on. Does that mean that God doesn't love them? No, of course not. We all have different trials suited for our needs. The blind person needs that trial for whatever reason and I need the trials I have.
It was interesting as the day went on. I was walking home from class and there was a blind person walking nearby. Later today I went to the temple and there was a deaf lady in the same session I attended. It again made me reflect on the blessings I have in my life.
I know God loves each of us. I've reflected on this truth a lot in the past few days as I've returned to school. I sometimes feel like just another person on this campus of thousands. Just another RM, just another COMM major, just another girl. But, God does know each of us individually. He knows our desires and our needs. He knows what makes us special and unique. Turning to the world for acceptance and love will always disappoint. Turning to our Father in Heaven will not.




