Oh. With the trials come like upon line. I think trials actually offer you an insight into love you couldn’t see before. The fear I have is calmed as I pray. Cry literally to my Heavenly Father. I know I can’t do it alone. I see my flaws. Not in ways I’d like to. But then I remember Samoa. How I prayed to make my weakness strong. To fill my heart with faith. Let go of pride. Fill me with faith I’m afraid to have. Help me to see others as He does. And when it’s a bad day and I have just messed it all up. I can see the beauty of the Atonement. How he has paid. And my job is to get up and try to make it better. And it isn’t always better right away. But maybe my trials gave me a way to always stay close to God. To seek the Spirit.