The Faith to Keep Climbing

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My Daily Musings-April 30th, 2026

Sometimes life asks us to step forward when we can’t see where the path will lead. That can feel frightening when we want answers, clarity, and certainty before we move. But faith often begins where sight ends.

Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase—because you know the One who built it.” What a beautiful reminder that we do not need to see the whole staircase when we know the One guiding our steps.

Heavenly Father sees the full picture when we only see today. He knows what is ahead, what is best for us, and what growth will come through the journey. Could it be that the next small step matters more than having the whole plan revealed? What if trusting Him one step at a time is how faith grows strongest?

If life feels uncertain right now, maybe you do not need the whole staircase today. Maybe you only need enough faith for the next step.

Learning From the Rough Places

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Backstory: 
Lately I’ve been thinking about the weaknesses we carry and the mistakes we make. Sometimes those struggles feel discouraging, like proof that we are failing or not changing fast enough. But our weaknesses are not meant to defeat us—they are meant to teach us. As I reflected on my own struggles, I began to think of us like rough stones. When a stone is first taken from the earth, it is jagged and uneven. But over time, through polishing and shaping, those rough edges begin to smooth. In much the same way, the weaknesses we wrestle with throughout our lives can shape us if we allow the Savior to work in our hearts. Through His Atonement, our mistakes can become learning experiences instead of endings.

Learning From the Rough Places

My dear Father in Heaven,
I love thee much, without question.
I know I begin like a stone with edges so rough,
And I know being human and changing is tough.

Please help me to smooth out the ways I behave,
To become like Thy Son, the One who can save.
Sometimes when Thy chisel strikes deep into me,
It hurts—but Thou seest what I cannot see.

Thou knowest my soul when I’m tempted to quit;
Thou seest the light when I cannot find it.
When I am discouraged by each flaw and fault,
Please bring my heart’s heavy spirit to halt.

When I lose my temper with those I hold dear,
Help them to forgive me and cast out my fear.
Help me forgive me, and find through Thy grace,
The warmth of Thy steady and loving embrace.

Please, Father, from deep in my flawed, honest heart,
I ask for Thy help to make a brand-new start.
I trust that through Jesus, Thy Beloved Son,
I can be refined until we are all one.

The Takeaway: Weaknesses and mistakes are not signs that we are beyond hope. They are opportunities to grow, to become more humble, and to turn our hearts toward Jesus Christ. Through Him, our rough places can be softened and refined. As we trust the Savior and keep trying, the very things that once discouraged us can become the tools that help shape us into the people our Heavenly Father knows we can become.

A Heart That Still Beats

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My Daily Musings-March 11th, 2026

Sometimes when we feel discomfort or pain in our bodies, our instinct is to turn away from it. We want to distract ourselves or wish it away. But yesterday my therapist guided me through a meditation called Turning Toward.

Instead of ignoring the discomfort, I acknowledged it for a moment. I noticed where it was and simply allowed it to be there.

Then later in the meditation, I was asked to scan my body and find a place that felt pleasant or peaceful. Somewhere that reminded me that not everything was pain.

I placed my hand over my heart and focused on the steady rhythm of it beating.

In that quiet moment, I felt something unexpected—gratitude.

Even though my body has limitations because of autoimmune disease, it is still a gift. This heart keeps beating. My lungs keep breathing. My body continues to carry me through each day.

I can acknowledge the struggles my body faces while still feeling grateful for the miracle of it.

Today I felt thankful for this body my Heavenly Father has given me—the one that allows me to live, to love, and to experience this life.

What parts of your life can you turn toward with gratitude today?

The Beauty in the Struggle

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My Daily Musings-March 8th, 2026

Think about your favorite stories — the books you reread, the shows you love, the movies that make you cheer. Somewhere in each one, there is always a struggle. The hero or heroine faces something hard, something that seems impossible. And when they finally overcome it, we rejoice with them. The victory feels sweeter because of the trial.

What if our lives are meant to follow that same pattern?

We might say we would choose the easier path if we could. We may wish for fewer tears, fewer setbacks, fewer stretching moments. But would the joy feel as deep without the struggle that came before it? Would we recognize the miracle if we had never wrestled in the waiting?

Life was never meant to be easy — but it was never meant to be lonely either. Our Heavenly Father and our Savior walk with us through every chapter. They see the whole story when we can only see the page we’re on.

Maybe the hard parts aren’t interruptions to the story.

Maybe they are the story — the very moments that prepare us to rejoice.

Faith That Carries Us Through

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My Daily Musings-March 3rd,2026

As I was listening to Sense and Second Chances, one line stayed with me. After losing both of their parents in a plane crash, someone wondered how the siblings could still believe in God. Their answer was simple: it was their faith that carried them through. They couldn’t have survived that loss without Him.

I thought about my own trials—especially the daily battle with my health—and I felt that truth settle deeply into my heart. I truly don’t know how I would get through each day without my Heavenly Father. Without the quiet reassurance that I am not alone. Without a Savior who understands suffering perfectly.

Faith doesn’t always remove the trial. But doesn’t it change how we walk through it? Doesn’t it steady our hearts when everything else feels uncertain?

How do people endure life’s deepest sorrows without knowing they are held? And how has your faith carried you in ways nothing else could?

I am so grateful to know that even on the hardest days, I am seen, strengthened, and sustained by Him.