It really does matter where you come from

I read a little sign hanging in a window just the other day that really got me thinking.

It simply asked, “Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?” If my research serves me correctly, that’s a quote from Danielle LaPorte.

I’ve been thinking about that question a lot lately.


Maybe it’s because just this last Sunday my baby nephew had his baby blessing during church service. With heads bowed we joined in prayer as his Daddy blessed him.

Dressed in an adorable white little outfit and looking out at us with wide blue eyes, the quote came to me once more. Simply because my nephew had just come from God’s presence. He had no biases, no strong opinions on worldly matters. He had no conditioned ideas of himself brought on by teasing classmates or snide co-workers yet. He hadn’t yet looked in the mirror, making assumptions about what people saw. He’s new. Untouched by the world–and untaught by it.


But in time, he’ll grow. Just like we all do. And that’s definitely not a bad thing.

It wasn’t Heavenly Father’s plan to keep us in a tiny shell, unable to form words or beliefs. It’s His plan for us to grow, hit bumps in the road that bruise our knees, possibly grow so old until we wrinkle and smile without teeth, and to find joy in relationships that come along, and in hard work and sacrifice. And it’s also His plan for us to slowly remember who we are again and where we come from as we turn our minds to Him, so the giant circle can be completed and we can return to where my baby nephew just came from.


Too many times I want to forget the past because it’s painful. Because *I know this all too well* I messed up. I fall into the thinking of, ‘Well, it doesn’t really matter about then, it only matters who I am now.’ But if I take it back even further than that–I won’t find mistakes or missed curfews or those awkward middle school haircuts *yeesh* or those heartbreaking teenage years–if I take it back far enough, I’ll remember my divine heritage. I’ll remember I’m a daughter of a King and that I was sent here at a very particular time to fulfill my callings. It really DOES matter where I come from.

Because the world will tell you it doesn’t.


The world, just like it will to my nephew eventually, will tell you that you shouldn’t be an artist because artists don’t make enough money. The world will tell you you’re fat when you see the stretch marks across your stomach that gave you your children. The world will tell you that you’re a nerd just because you’re extremely good with computers. It’ll tell you that you’re not very good at making friends so it’s better to just sit alone. It’ll tell you that with all the mistakes you’ve made, there’s no coming back now.

The world will lie.

I think back to days like these–this was my third grade class. (I’m the one with the thick brown bangs and my hands up…I know. Yikes.)


We grew up together and eventually graduated together. I think back to the innocence that didn’t sort us into groups of “cool” “uncool” “smart” or “awkward”. It was a time when we didn’t let the world whisper into our ears and teach us about what makes someone pretty or successful or worth listening to. We were just kids–who somehow, deep inside–still remembered our divine worth.

And I think we can still remember now, even neck-deep in the sludge of words and scars and perceptions and false lessons. We get glimpses when we read our scriptures or fall on our knees to pray or hold our children. We have glimpses of memory that sustain us.

And I think that once we get a good grasp *even if it’s simply by faith* on where we’ve come from and who we really truly are–that’s when we’ll remember where we’re going.

And at that point–the world won’t be able to teach you any different.

4 thoughts on “It really does matter where you come from

  1. I am sitting in a hospital waiting room…while my 89 yr. young father has surgery on returned cancer. As I read your “wise-beyond-your years post..I reflected on all that man of honor has shown his huge posterity…my mother and he just had their 80th great grandchild. I love this humble man who taught us by example our divine worth..who we can be… listen to the inner voice that whispers…you can do it…and Remember…who you are. Thank you for reminding me Who I am and my divine heritage …and what really matters…love your post.

  2. Bravo! You have hit the proverbial nail on the head! To know that no matter what the “world” may say we are assured of an amazing DNA from our Father! What a remarkable gift of faith and I assure you I too know this is true, because I get the feeling we were somehow together when we agreed with the Great Plan of Happiness and probably said together “yes! I can do that.”

  3. Hello Kayla, I have really enjoy reading your blog. I have a different perspective about babies that I would like to share. You seem to see things from a different perspective, and I like that. We tend to think that babies come into this world with a blank slate as evidenced by your comment “He had no biases, no strong opinions on worldly matters. He had no conditioned ideas of himself brought on by teasing classmates or snide co-workers yet. He hadn’t yet looked in the mirror, making assumptions about what people saw. He’s new. Untouched by the world–and untaught by it.” It is my belief, however, that babies come into this world with biases, strong opinions, and conditioned ideas. Just because we have had a veil placed over our conscious mind doesn’t mean it was placed over our subconscious mind (our spirit). We tend to operate mostly, in life, from our subconscious. Thus, everything we were and thought really did come with us to earth. Also, we are our parents, grandparents and many generations of biases, strong opinion and conditioned ideas. We not only inherit their physical DNA but also their spiritual. Therefore, we carry all of their good along with their bad. It was when I realized this, I was able to truly connect with who I am and realize I am so strongly who I was before I came to this earth. I just wanted to share that different perspective!

  4. I love this! It is a very apt description of how we start our journey, and what happens to us along the way. Thanks for sharing! Your posts are some of my favorite to read!

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