The other day we were on a combi and some kid got on and sat in front of us, facing us. I don´t know what his name was or who he was at all. He was young, dressed accordinly, and had tattoos all over his arms. As I stared at him and all his tattos, I just thought “He would look so great with a white tie and name tag instead of these clothes and tattoos.” I decided to talk to him and gave him a card before he got off at his stop.
After that I started to see everyone we passed dressed in white! I started to contact as many people as I saw because I felt so sad that they didn´t have the gospel. I think maybe it might be a portion of what our Heavenly Father feels when He sees His children lost, and gone astray. This has been a miracle for me because it has given me a new insight, a new love for the gospel, and a deeper desire to share it with ALL my brothers and sisters. I know the church is true and I love my Savior.