My Heart in His Hands

Today Will and I went to church, like every other Sunday, and it was a typical service, if you could call anything typical.  Nothing out of the ordinary happened, and by all means, it could really wouldn’t be worth mentioning, if I hadn’t paid close attention to what I felt during this typical day.

It wasn’t till the second hour of church, while I was in the Gospel Essentials class (a Sunday school class designed for recent Mormon converts) that I felt a blanket of warmth and contentment wash over my soul as a sat in that small class of eight.  The lesson was on simple gospel truths that I had learned time, and time again, but as a sat there in that room, I felt a simple peace come into my heart.  

I can tell you that I know the feeling that entered into my heart was not from some frenzied religious fervor of excitement, but was from the realness of Christ’s gospel, and His love entering into my heart.  I felt my heart in His hands. 

As the lesson went on, I took the time to write a few lines in my notepad, so that I could always hold onto the special feeling, I was experiencing at that moment. 

These are my notes:

            “A Warm Heart & a Happy Soul.  Today I feel God’s love so strong in my life.  It feels as though Christ is holding my heart, and keeping it safe.  I do not feel worries, or the burdens that have been laid upon me, but a pure contentment.  My joy is simple and calm.”

What I felt in that moment was the peace that God offers to each of us.  Each of us is looking for that feeling of love in our life, but we often overlook our Heavenly Father, for the shiny things of the world.  I know His love is available for all; we need only to seek Him out, and He will not falter.