Fearing man more than God

In my heart, I feel the interview went great. I was open and honest. I felt the Spirit testifying that the things I was saying was true.
But I had a hard time reading the person who was interviewing me. He had his eyes closed most of the time (No, he wasn't asleep) and he kept playing with his pen and then writing things down once he got a good idea of what I was saying. After I left the interview, I worried a bit about how much power that man had into "making or breaking" my mission call. I couldn't help but wonder, what if? What if he wasn't really paying attention? What if he really wasn't feeling the same things I was feeling? What if his review of my didn't fill the cut that the Mission Department would like? I was scared of the judgements of this man, rather than having Faith in the Love of my Father in Heaven.
 This is something that as human beings, I feel we all have a problem with. I worry about what others think of my too often, and worry their judgements define me. But that just isn't true. It can't be. Not with what I know about my Heavenly Father. He is too good. He loves me too much to let the words of others or the judgements they pass become part of my genetic make-up. He made me with Love. He made me with Worth and Heart and Soul and Faith and Light. And He is still there letting me know that this is true. He will not leave my comfortless. I still get distracted. I still get confused. I still get lead into thinking one thing may be right when in reality I know it's not. He knows I make mistakes, but He loves me infinitely. Whole. Complete. Unchanging. That's real Love. And He knows my heart. Whatever happens, it will be for the best, and it will be part of His Plan for me.

I found a lot of ironic humor in this photo. I should have known though. There are always mountains to climb. God is Good!

Love,
Future Sister Holly Howell