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Climbing Higher to Pray

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My Daily Musings-Feb.28th, 2026

In Luke 6:12 we read that Jesus “went out into a mountain to pray, and continued all night in prayer to God.”

All night.

The Son of God, perfect and without sin, still sought His Father in deep, uninterrupted communion. That detail feels sacred to me. If He needed time alone to pray — to feel strength, clarity, and love — how much more do I?

I imagine the weight He carried each day. Teaching. Healing. Loving. Being surrounded constantly. And yet He chose to step away, to climb higher, to be still with His Father.

He didn’t just teach about prayer — He showed it.

Just as His baptism was an example for us, His private prayers were too. He modeled dependence on the Father. He showed that divine strength flows from divine connection.

I’ve felt that in my own life. When I pause — even briefly — to pray throughout my day, I feel steadied. Guided. Loved.

If the Savior sought the mountain to pray, maybe I need to seek my own quiet places more often.

Walking Blind, Guided by Faith

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My Daily Musings-Feb.26th, 2026

Sometimes the most powerful lessons come from unexpected places.

On an episode of Heartland, a miniature horse becomes a guide animal for a blind girl. I couldn’t stop thinking about the trust that would require—to place your hand on that lead and believe you will not be guided into harm.

She cannot see what lies ahead. She may not know when a step up or down is coming. Yet she walks forward anyway.

How often do we feel that way in our own lives? Walking into the unknown, unsure of what waits around the corner?

There are seasons when I feel like I’m walking blind—unable to see the outcome, worried I might stumble or fall. And yet, maybe that is when trust matters most.

What would happen if we placed our trust fully in our Heavenly Father? If we allowed Him to guide us, step by careful step, trusting that He sees what we cannot?

We may not see the path clearly. But He does. And He is not leading us into obstacles—He is leading us home.

At the Feet of the Master Healer

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Backstory:
While singing the hymn “Lord, I Would Follow Thee,” one phrase stopped me: “I would learn the healer’s art.” I’ve sung those words many times before, but this time they felt different. I began thinking about the Master Healer Himself — about the countless times Jesus healed not only blinded eyes and withered limbs, but broken hearts and wounded souls. So many of our wounds today aren’t visible. They’re emotional scars carried quietly. And yet Christ’s power to heal is not limited by time or type of pain. He still binds up the brokenhearted. He still makes whole what feels shattered. I began to see that learning “the healer’s art” means first letting Him heal me — and then asking Him to teach me how to handle others’ wounds the way He handles mine: with compassion, patience, and love.


At the Feet of the Master Healer

Jesus went about doing good as the scriptures say,
He helped and healed people every single day.
For Him, it didn’t matter what they had been through,
He saw them with mercy and a Heavenly view.

Jesus is the Master Healer, constant and true,
Whose touch has the power to make us all new.
Even though we can’t see Him physically,
He will be there for us when we need Him instantly.

After Jesus was resurrected He still had each scar
To remind us of His suffering and how precious we each are.
Because of those scars, we can feel of His healing power
And He will help heal our hearts and spirits any hour.

We all carry burdens and wounds in our souls,
That only His mercy can ever make whole.
After our hearts are healed, we can learn from Jesus how to heal others
For we are all on this earth together as sisters and brothers.

As we study the Healer’s art from the Master,
Our hearts will find peace and our spirits grow vaster.
As we truly want to learn from the Master’s love,
He will send us His compassionate Spirit from above.

The Takeaway: Christ is the Master Healer. He has the power to heal every wound — physical, emotional, and spiritual. He even chose to keep His own scars as a witness of His love and redeeming grace. As we come to Him with our broken places, He mends us. And as we follow Him, He teaches us how to extend that same gentleness to others. The healer’s art is learned at His feet — and practiced in how we love.

Every Story Holds Hope

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My Daily Musings-Feb.25th, 2026

Recently I listened to Alisha Coakley’s farewell episode on the Latter-day Lights podcast—the same podcast I recorded an episode for last month. When Scott asked her what she learned from listening to so many people’s stories, her answer was simple and powerful: we can all make it through hard times, and there is always hope.

That stayed with me.

We truly have no idea what someone else is carrying. We aren’t walking in their shoes—and we never fully can. Each person is on a sacred, individual journey with God. So if we can’t see the whole story, shouldn’t we just choose kindness every time?

I also believe there is a reason we are given trials. What if part of the purpose of our hardest seasons is so we can later reach back and say, “I’ve been there. You’re going to make it”? What if our vulnerability becomes someone else’s lifeline?

That’s one reason I share my story. Not because it’s easy—but because hope grows when it’s shared.

And I hold tightly to this truth: God works all things for our good. Every heartbreak. Every unanswered prayer. Every long night. He is powerful. He knows what He is doing. He has a plan for each one of us.

So today I’m asking myself:
Who might need my kindness?
And am I willing to let my story become someone else’s hope?

We are all walking each other home.

Love Is Always in Season

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My Daily Musings-Feb.24th, 2026

Mother Teresa once said, “Love is a fruit in season at all times, and is within the reach of every hand.”

I have been thinking about how true that really is. Love is not limited to a certain time, place, or circumstance. It doesn’t require wealth, talent, or grand gestures. It can be as simple as a smile, a warm hello, a text message, or a quiet act of service.

We never truly know what someone else is carrying. A heavy heart can be hidden behind a steady smile. A soul can be silently praying for strength while going about an ordinary day. What if the smallest act of kindness from us is the very answer to that prayer?

Who around me might need a little more gentleness today?
And how can I be more intentional about letting love be the fruit I offer freely?

Love is always in season. It is within reach of every hand — including mine and yours. May we never underestimate the eternal impact of simple, Christlike kindness.