On this 3 day trip up into the mountains of Forest Lakes, Arizona for a pioneer experience for our youth, I learned many things.
I learned that Pioneers sacrificed so much for the future generations that they would never meet.
I learned that three days was barely enough time to give me a taste of those sacrifices.
I learned that THIS generation would make THAT generation proud.
I learned that cold nights and warm days are refreshing for the soul.
I learned that people, adult people and kid people, are good and kind and strong and generous.
I learned that beauty does not begin with mascara, make-up and a flat iron. Beauty begins with a warm smile and charitable hands.
I learned that a crumb cake can taste like manna from Heaven.
I learned that miracles still happen today.
I learned that I have a loving Heavenly Father who answers a mother’s prayer.
I learned that I need my Savior more than ever.
I learned that we CAN do hard things.
I learned that the noise of 40 wagon wheels crushing small stones to dust is a sound more beautiful than any song because it is the sound of growing testimonies in the silent heart.
