Small miracles bring BIG Blessings

So many things have been going on in my life that have been so good, hard, bad, spiritual, excellent. Sort of like a rollar coaster ride. So I guess what I would first like to start with is the most recent event. So as many of you know my fiance currently resides in Pakistan, and for the past three years we have been trying to figure out a way for me to get there. It has been a very long struggle, and has not always been easy on the relationship. Yet, this bond that we have we know is correct, and of God. We both know without a shadow of a doubt that we are meant to be together.


During this past weekend we have decided to fast. Me, tom, and a bunch of my friends held a fast to allow God to bless us, to guide me, and to help with the action of our meeting.  I prayed with every furber of my being to have God listen to us. Slowly I am seeing those blessing come to pass.


It is amazing how you think maybe God has forgotten about you. How maybe things are not supposed to happen at all. Yet you are soon corrected. Today I was in tears all day trying to figure out what to do. I went back and forth between peace, fear, Doubt , and faith. I talked to Tom which led us through arguing to love, to arguing, and back agian. Frustration to understanding. I felt confused...Yet as the day progressed blessing's in which I have prayed for started coming to past. So much so that I started to see a little light leading toward our progression. I can't go into too much detail about it because of the location, but it is a miracle non the less. During this time I was reminded of many little blessings happing like this in our relationship.


For example as you may guess phone calls to another country are so much money. I would call on weekdays, and Tom on weekends. After a while this also became a burden on our relationship. One day I found this calling service that allowed us to call each other for free. Talk about a blessing! This , though, ended after a month and I was saddend agian. I prayed that somehow the service would be restored....I prayed..but nothing came causing me to think that maybe I was not being heard....about a week later, though, I got a survey in my inbox from my service provider offering me a wallop of free minutes to pakistan just for taking a costumer survey! This may seem simple to some, but this is just ONE of many small miracles God has given to me and Tom during our three years together...It reminds me that God is forever aware of us, and that he cares for us. I love that! I hope to always be happy, and hopeful in his presence.




Before I go I would also like to give you a little article I read during my time fasting that gave me so much peace. Hopefully those reading it may apply it to their lives. Also if you would like to particpate in fasting every sunday with me and Tom in regards to our meeting I would be so greatful! :)


Love, Brittani


he first was from a New Era Article entitled Worth the Wait:

When I entered the Buenos Aires Argentina
Temple with the youth of my ward to do
baptisms for the dead, we waited a few
minutes in a reception room. Then the temple workers
asked us to go down a hall where there were several
chairs and to wait again.
Because it was a Saturday, many people had come to
the temple from all over Argentina. We waited there for
two and a half hours, just sitting quietly. Some not very
pleasant thoughts began to run through my mind: “How
can they make us wait all this time? I’m tired, and apparently
it would have been better if I hadn’t come, because
this is a waste of time.”
I got up and started walking down the hall. Soon one of
the workers came out and said: “Young people, please don’t
be impatient. I understand that you have been waiting for a
long time, but do you know something? In the spirit world
millions of people have been waiting for this moment for
centuries, and I can assure you
that they are very anxious for
their turn to come. The brethren
are baptizing and confi rming,
and they cannot do more
than they are doing.”
When he said these
words, I felt embarrassed. I
realized that I was being selfish
because I didn’t want to
give hours for those people
who had waited such long
years and who did not have
the opportunity I had to hear
about the true Church and
be baptized on earth.
The worker came out again,
and he began to call names
from our ward. A sister gave us white clothing that more or
less fi t. After we got dressed, she pulled back our hair and
tied it with a white tie.
Then, barefoot, we walked to the benches in the
baptistry. The carpets were so soft and high it was as if
we weren’t even walking on the ground.
When it was my turn, I was as nervous as if it were the
day of my own baptism. But the workers were so nice and
they had such patience with each of us that it felt incredible.
When I came out of the font, a sister was waiting for
me with a big white towel and a huge smile. I changed my
clothes and went into a room where I was confi rmed. The
same sister who had given me the towel went with me and
thanked me for being willing to do the Lord’s work.
When I left the temple, I realized it had been one of
the best experiences of my life. The temple is a holy place
and the Lord’s Spirit is there, directing His great work. It is
worth any wait. NE