Philadelphia is known as the "City of Brotherly Love" but since we're sisters, we consider it the "City of Sisterly Love." Cliche I know.
So yesterday we had the opportunity to take some of our preparation day and go down into the city and site see. It was freezing, and even snowed for a bit, but when we passed by Love Park and this statue I couldn't help but be so happy.
I was thinking how much I love life and other people. And then started thinking about how much I am loved. I love my family, my friends, my companions, all the sister missionaries, all missionaries for that matter, I just love the whole world, even the people I haven't met, and even the people that love to slam doors in my face.
As we passed by the "Love" statue I really was grateful in my heart for the love of our Savior and our Heavenly Father. It's a blessing to know that no matter what happens in life, that we can always rely on the love of Jesus Christ. It is infinite and unconditional. He will always love us, no matter what we do. Christ is the constant source for our happiness. Everything good comes from Him.
Last summer I was an EFY counselor for 8 weeks and after each week at EFY my family would ask, "How was your week?" And I always responded with, "The best ever!" I really felt that way. Life was good; I was happy. This has kind of transferred into my mission. Each week when I email home I express how each week it just gets better and better. I guess I didn't realize I was doing this until I got a letter from my mom recently. She said, "Have the best week ever. But I know you will cause you always do."
It hit me that each week is the best week ever. I have so much to be happy about. I know that the Savior knows and loves me and everyone of us. Sure bad things happen and things go wrong, but each day is still the best day ever, and each week the best week ever. We all have so much to be happy about. At the end of the day all that really matters is that we know the Savior lives and loves us!