I was reminded that when the little things in life happen, we don’t need to make them bigger than they are.

During my studies of the Savior and his interactions with women in the New Testament, the thing that struck me the most was how careful He was to uplift each of the women He addressed.

I spent many years of my life hiding, distracting, turning away, or ignoring discomfort, and I still can find myself running at times against my better judgment. Instead of asking the hard questions, feeling the difficult feelings, and facing what felt scary to face, I learned to run away.

As we rounded a bend and happened to look up onto the wall of the canyon, there before our eyes, tucked under a Pine tree, was a fully mature big horn sheep, a ram. It watched us pass along the trail, and as we continued, I experienced a deep spiritual witness that Jehovah was the creator of this world, the ram that was sacrificed for it, and He who submitted to the will of the Father because He loves us.