Comfort their souls in Christ. Grant unto them that they may have strength.

Many of my close friends/former roommates are currently serving missions for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

In my personal scripture study I have been reading in the book of Alma. Much of Alma details the missionary efforts of Alma, Ammon, Amulek, Zeezrom and others. The other night I read Alma's prayer for his brethren and felt a similar feeling of love for my sisters scattered across the world.

Alma 31: 32-33

"O Lord, wilt thou comfort my soul, and give unto me success, and also my fellow laborers who are with me--yea, Ammon, and Aaron, and Omner, and also Amulek and Zeezrom [and Sister Meyers and Sister Simmons and Sister Kinghorn and Sister LaSeuer and Sister Bangerter and Sister Roerig and many other sisters], ... yea, even all these wilt thou comfort, O Lord. Yea, wilt thou comfort their souls in Christ. Wilt thou grant unto them that they may have strength, that they may bear their afflictions which shall come upon them..."

Digression

Today, instead of catching up on my blog/journal, I wrote two lengthy, chatty, deliciously detailed letters to my dear friends on missions.

Even though my conversations with my good friends were, by definition, one-sided, it was still good to spill my thoughts and let them know what is going on in my life. In my mind I could hear their reactions/voices/laughs.

Tomorrow I will come back to the real world, go to work like normal, and catch up on my journal. But today, I am content to listen to the rain patter against my window and proverbially put my head on my friends' shoulders.

Even thousands of miles away (soon to be many more thousands as they leave the MTC), it's good to know that good friends will always be around to lift you up or help you feel loved when all you feel is alone.