Since coming to Provo I've been constantly reminded that I can place my trust in my Heavenly Father. I moved to Utah with no job, no classes, no money, and no idea what my home looked like or what was instore for the coming semester. Time and time again I've felt the tender mercies of my Heavenly Father as I found myself in a beautiful home, with amazing roommates, dear friends, a job, wonderful classes, and many other blessings. That's not to say that I didn't have to take a few steps into the dark each time, but I'm so grateful for these blessings in my life. I planted tons of seeds in hope of starting a little garden. Each time I look at one of my little plants I'm reminded of the difficult growing process they go through and how they start out so small. I feel like that tiny seedling with lots of growing to do, a little pruning ahead of me, but hopefully someday I'll grow into a beautiful little flower. 
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