As part of this work we are involved with churches and over and over again our testimonies are strengthened as we have experiences working with people. Today we went to a ward that was so warm and welcoming, it made me so grateful for the Church once again.
When I was in 8th grade I did a big end of the year project on "Home". It means something different to everyone and can change throughout your life. At that time it meant having my family together in a big beautiful house where everyone was welcome. Home means something more special to me now then ever before. Right now "home" is a hotel room with suitcases, an uncomfortable bed, and probably a bag of fast food leftovers. But what home means to me is being safe and seeing my sweet husband laying next to me at the end each day. It makes me happy.
I hope your home makes you happy too.