I'm just gonna say it—I don't enjoy temple garments. They are uncomfortable, pricy, ugly, and just weird.
That said, I believe. I believe God wants to protect me and give me a reminder that my Savior literally has me covered. Everywhere. All the time.
Elder Holland's talk from the October 2025 General Conference hit me hard.
He said this:
"Another truth that is evident here are the instruments the Creator of heaven and earth and all that in them are used to provide this miracle: spit and a handful of dirt! These very unlikely ingredients declare that God can bless us by whatever method He chooses. Like Naaman resisting the River Jordan or the children of Israel refusing to look at the serpent on the staff, how easy it is for us to dismiss the source of our redemption because the ingredients and the instruments seem embarrassingly plain."
It really made sense to me, and it's my testimony that God uses "embarrassingly plain" things to protect us and bless us. For me personally, that is the temple garment. I find them deeply embarrassing. They are ugly. They are weird. But I don't care. I hold on. I trust. I believe in God's promises to me and in his literal protection.
I trust that I see through a glass darkly right now. And that's ok. If I have to wear ugly, uncomfortable underwear for my whole life, it's a cross I'm willing to bear because I truly believe it gives me protection and a deep reminder of my personal covenants with God.
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