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You ARE Enough

Today was my last day of winter semester classes. Which means I have officially completed two years of college. Well technically there's still finals, BUT STILL it's crazy! It's strange, because it seems like time is flying, but at the same time I still feel so young! Which brings me to something that my D&C teacher told our class today that really hit home for me. She was talking about how we're in the phase of life where we have to make lots of important decisions, and as a result we put so much pressure on ourselves. I definitely have found that to be true in my life, ever since my senior year of high school when all of these decisions start to creep up on me. I find myself constantly questioning whether or not I'm doing enough and if I'm good enough. My teacher then went on to say that all we have to do is be righteous, and the Lord will guide us towards the plan he has for us. I felt a feeling of peace, and just knew that what she was saying is true.  Looking back on the few major decisions that I have made thus far, it's completely true. I ended up at the right college, in the right wards, at the right job, and in the right major. I just have to keep on trusting Him. I am so thankful for the Gospel. I know that it's true. I know that all of the things that are worrying me both things in the short term and long term decisions will work out for my good if I just keep my covenants and the Lord's commandments! 

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