Where They Love You

About a month ago almost to the day Heaven gained an amazing angel in my Grandmother. She left this life excited to meet her Grandmothers who she had researched extensively. She was surrounded by her family and her sweet husband. I know that our Heavenly Father welcomed her into His kingdom. I admire so many wonderful things about her and her life. She raised eight beautiful children and was kind to every person she ever met. She was an amazing cook, a beautiful homemaker and servant to the Lord. She truly taught me the love my Savior had for me because she loved me the way he does. When she passed she felt that she was simply going to visit her best friend Jesus Christ and I know that she is. Her example to me is something I will cherish for the rest of my life. I love her dearly and I hope to one day be half the mother, grandmother, wife, missionary and servant she was.

As our family gathered to celebrate her life I learned so much about her. She made boxes upon boxes of gifts for her children and neighbors. She loved chocolate, star-gazer lilies and the Lord. As we set up a display of some of her pictures and decorations one stood out to me. It was a painting with a depiction of a home and the temple with the words “Home is where they love you” on it. This little saying has stuck with me. Home, is where they love you.

This is something that I know to be extremely true in my life but I have learned that home is not just the roof and walls that you sleep under. In fact for some people that’s not home at all. I used to think that home was just the wood and glass. I always thought it was the place on the map that I called mine. Oh how wrong I was. It’s not the driveway and the mailbox and dishes in the sink that are home. It’s the people in it. The soft skin and brown eyes. The warm hugs and gentle words.  Home isn’t a building at all, it’s made of skin, bones, words and the people I love.

I know that some people don’t have a home like that, one full of love and kindness. But, I know that each of us has a home in the plan of salvation that our Heavenly Father has created. Somewhere in his plan there is a place with warm hugs and a smile for each of us. I know that in his hands we find peace and purpose. There are places on this earth that can become our home like the temple, in church and on our knees. Our home can become somewhere new. I urge you to remember that home is where they love you and that you are loved 100% of the time by your Savior and Heavenly Father. If the house you go home to doesn’t feel like a home, strive to make it one. Home is where they love you and you are loved in all times and in all places.


How can you make your home more centered in Christ? How can you spread love this month?

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Just a little over a year ago my family and I packed up and moved to Utah after 10 sweet years in Georgia. I now to go Skyline High School, am 17, and love life. I love to read, write, cheerlead and smile!

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