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The Smallest Part Which I Feel

I've got to hand it to all of you. The creativity in the service that has been extended to us is mind blowing. I can not wait to be able to be in the giving end and to challenge myself to rise to your level. It's incredibly humbling to have so many people dig deep and come up with such thoughtful and personal offers. Our spiritual, physical, intellectual, and social needs have all been addressed. 

This outpouring of love has got me wondering: 

"How did we get blessed with so many incredible people in our lives?" 

"I hope to be a friend that is deserving of this kind of love."

"What can I do to be more in tune with Heaven so that I can follow your examples and readily bless others?"

Moroni 7:5
For I remember the word of God which saith by their works ye shall know them; for if their works be good, then they are good also.

Moroni 7:12-13
Wherefore, all things which are good cometh of God...
...that which is of God inviteth and enticeth to do good continually; wherefore, every thing which inviteth and enticeth to do good, and to love God, and to serve him, is inspired of God.

Alma 26:16 
Therefore, let us glory, yea, we will glory in the Lord; yea, we will rejoice, for our joy is full; yea, we will praise our God forever. Behold, who can glory too much in the Lord? Yea, who can say too much of his great power, and of his mercy, and of his long-suffering towards the children of men? Behold, I say unto you, I cannot say the smallest part which I feel.

All of the good you have brought into our lives.... I really cannot say the smallest part which I feel. 

Ultimately I wonder to myself, "If so many imperfect but incredible people can make my heart burst and eyes swim, how will I ever comprehend the magnificence of God and the love he has for me?"

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