A Miracle!

I want to share a short, but sweet experience I had yesterday. It may not seem that sweet to you, but it was to me. 

School is ending. Spring is here. I am ready to be done. For one of USU's university requirements I was enrolled in an Introduction to Christianity class. Cool right? No. Not cool. The only reason it isn't cool is because we have to write 3 page essays every other week. 3 pages, I know, it's not that bad, but it's the reading that makes it hard. My poor attention span is about the size of a peanut. So yesterday I sat down to write two of these little essays. 

I prayed and plead for Heavenly Father's help. I told myself I just have to get started. I can do this! Then, the spirit, the sweet, sweet spirit reminded me of a lesson I have learned several times in my life. In order for Heavenly Father to help us we first have to do our part. For example, to split the Red Sea Moses and the children of Israel had to take the first steps into the water. In order for a miracle to be produced we have to show our faith first. 

So last night, after this sweet reminder, I dove into my horrible essays and got them both done. At the end of the day Mckay was so impressed. He told me that he didn't think I would get even one done by this weekend (he knows me too well). I was actually surprised as well. 

God hears and answers our prayers. As we are worthy and seeking the spirit he will teach us and bring truths to our remembrance. Faith is more powerful than we can imagine. It can truly produce miracles, small and large. Like writing two 3 page essays.