I am so grateful I went to BYU-Idaho and had such a wonderful experience there. I'm grateful for my prior growth in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I'm grateful for my ETERNAL marriage to my wonderful Husband of 8 years this TUESDAY! I'm grateful for all I have learned in the Sacred Temple. I'm grateful that I have been blessed with a continuously strong desire to pray and learn about our Savior Jesus Christ.
I can't believe this trial has only been 5 weeks long. It feels like we've been dealing with it for months (perhaps because I wasn't expecting baby to be here for another few weeks and her birth threw me off ?). 5 week is not that long to be tried. 5 weeks is only a tenth of the year. 5 weeks is nothing.
I'm sitting here, looking at my beautiful 6 day old as she stretches to come out of her ultraviolent slumber. She is my tender mercy. She is perfect. She is straight for God. She is everything I could ever want.
After my screaming fit on the way back to the hospital last night reminding the Lord all we were going through.... I woke up this morning to the news that her billi had already dropped 5 points. The dr said we'd definitly be home tonight. Tonight. Tender Mercy. I needed that. Hubby needed that. The kids needed that. It's true we have to go through pain to have joy. Trust me, this has been a pain. All these things compiled together in these ever so short 5 weeks. But I know there will be much joy to come. MUCH joy. And, because of the pain, we will be able to recognize it. We will be able to teach our kids and share our true experiences with them and the way Heavenly Father blessed us after the trial of our faith.
I needed that breaking point yesterday. I've been trying to be Miss Invincible with a smile on my face. I really think Hubby needed to see me cry. I think he needed to see that I really was just as scared as he is. I've tried so hard to be so strong and "deal" with the slaps that just keep coming....but we all need to finally allow ourselves to just be humbled to the point that we have no where else to reach but heavenward.
I am grateful for this Easter Sunday. I'm grateful that there are more important things that easter candy and the easter bunny. We have a Savior who died for us. He suffered all so that he could truly feel what we feel. He lives so we can live again--as an eternal family--with Him for eternity. I know this is true. I know that the plan of Salvation was made for us personally. I love my Father in Heaven. I am so grateful for all the tender mercies in my life. I'm grateful the He has allowed me to begin to see clearly again and recognize them once again. I love my Savior.
I can't believe this trial has only been 5 weeks long. It feels like we've been dealing with it for months (perhaps because I wasn't expecting baby to be here for another few weeks and her birth threw me off ?). 5 week is not that long to be tried. 5 weeks is only a tenth of the year. 5 weeks is nothing.
I'm sitting here, looking at my beautiful 6 day old as she stretches to come out of her ultraviolent slumber. She is my tender mercy. She is perfect. She is straight for God. She is everything I could ever want.
After my screaming fit on the way back to the hospital last night reminding the Lord all we were going through.... I woke up this morning to the news that her billi had already dropped 5 points. The dr said we'd definitly be home tonight. Tonight. Tender Mercy. I needed that. Hubby needed that. The kids needed that. It's true we have to go through pain to have joy. Trust me, this has been a pain. All these things compiled together in these ever so short 5 weeks. But I know there will be much joy to come. MUCH joy. And, because of the pain, we will be able to recognize it. We will be able to teach our kids and share our true experiences with them and the way Heavenly Father blessed us after the trial of our faith.
I needed that breaking point yesterday. I've been trying to be Miss Invincible with a smile on my face. I really think Hubby needed to see me cry. I think he needed to see that I really was just as scared as he is. I've tried so hard to be so strong and "deal" with the slaps that just keep coming....but we all need to finally allow ourselves to just be humbled to the point that we have no where else to reach but heavenward.
I am grateful for this Easter Sunday. I'm grateful that there are more important things that easter candy and the easter bunny. We have a Savior who died for us. He suffered all so that he could truly feel what we feel. He lives so we can live again--as an eternal family--with Him for eternity. I know this is true. I know that the plan of Salvation was made for us personally. I love my Father in Heaven. I am so grateful for all the tender mercies in my life. I'm grateful the He has allowed me to begin to see clearly again and recognize them once again. I love my Savior.
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