God's perfect hands

I can't believe I've been home for a little over a month now! Time just keeps getting faster. I don't really know where to start except by saying that I know angels exist and they've been carrying me when I haven't been able to carry myself. 

These past couple of weeks have been trailing for me to have faith. This past week while studying in the Come, Follow Me manual I was reminded of a musical composition my companions in Neubrandenburg sang in one of our sacrament meetings, Master the Tempest is Raging. 

Master, the tempest is raging!
The billows are tossing high!
The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness.
No shelter or help is nigh.
Carest thou not that we perish?
How canst thou lie asleep
When each moment so madly is threat’ning
A grave in the angry deep?

Master, with anguish of spirit
I bow in my grief today.
The depths of my sad heart are troubled.
Oh, waken and save, I pray!
Torrents of sin and of anguish
Sweep o’er my sinking soul,
And I perish! I perish! dear Master.
Oh, hasten and take control!

Master, the terror is over.
The elements sweetly rest.
Earth’s sun in the calm lake is mirrored,
And heaven’s within my breast.
Linger, O blessed Redeemer!
Leave me alone no more,
And with joy I shall make the blest harbor
And rest on the blissful shore.

The winds and the waves shall obey thy will:
Peace, be still.
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea
Or demons or men or whatever it be,
No waters can swallow the ship where lies
The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will:
Peace, be still; peace, be still.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will:
Peace, peace, be still.

I believe all we all find ourselves in a tempest at one point or another, or more frequently than we would like to. These lyrics are based upon the record found in Mark 4:36-41. Here we find that Jesus Christ and his apostles were caught in a violent storm on the sea, and Jesus was... sleeping. He had no fear about what was going on around them, but his disciples were completely terrified and panicking. They felt abandoned. Alone. Scared. What happens next is the most precious lesson we can all apply in our lives. "Peace, be still," (Mark 4:39) said the Savior and so it was. The storm was calmed. He then asks his disciples, "Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?" (Mark 4:40). 

Fear kills faith. Even Christ's own disciples found themselves experiencing fear, and they walked beside him and were witnesses to his priesthood power. One of my most comforting quotes is said by Elder Dieter F. Uchtdorf, "Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith." 

As I've struggled to exercise faith, I have found that every moment when I needed something to hold on to, God would place someone in my life that would testify to me of his perfect hands. The longer I am home, the more I realize this is exactly where I need to be. Many testimonies of God's mindfulness of his children have grown, just as mine is. 

My mom will be having surgery tomorrow morning, thank you for your prayers. My mom and I have felt much love. I know she is in perfect hands. I know I am in perfect hands. I know you are in perfect hands. Keep believing because even if you can't, you can have a desire to believe... and that's enough.

Alles Liebe,
euer Sister Quintana