Monday, March 16, 2015

A Quiet Prayer

Sunday was not a good day.  There was a lot of crazy that was going on around here!  I won't get into all the details but stress levels and emotions increased as the afternoon went on.  We were going to feed the missionaries from our church supper Sunday night so I had started getting everything ready while Michael went to feed the cows.  Right before it was time for me to go pick up the missionaries, I asked a couple of the kids to go make sure the van was cleaned out and the garbage was picked up.  Well.... another of my kids was out at the van trying to pick the lock.  Apparently that particular child had locked our only set of keys in the van.  This child then decided to try to pick the lock with some wire instead of coming to tell me.  In the process, the wire got stuck in the key hole and the doors were still locked.  That only increased my frustration, to say the least.  I went back into the house to give Maddi instructions on what to do with supper while I was gone, muttering under my breath the whole time.  As I walked through the dining room, I saw Zeke get on his knees and say a prayer.  I don't know what he said in that prayer, but I was touched by his reaction (especially compared to my reaction).  After he was done he got up and asked what he could do to help.  Long story short, the evening went fine.  The missionaries got fed and one of them even told me it was one of the best meals that she had eaten her entire mission (which would be about 18 months).  Michael was able to somehow go through the front of the van and get the doors unlocked and got the wire out of the keyhole and we were all able to survive the rest of the day.

I am very grateful for Zeke's example and his quiet prayer.  It made me stop and remember who I could turn to when life is full of crazy.  His prayer didn't automatically fix anything or magically put things back in order, but it did soften my heart and help me feel some calmness through our crazy Sunday afternoon.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

One Little Life

Today is my older sister's birthday.  I know I have blogged about her before, but I will again because it is her day today!  She was born in 1970.  She died at the age of 2 from a liver defect that she was born with.  She was the oldest child in my family and she died before the rest of us were born.  However, she has been and still is a huge part of our family.  We are taught, and I fully believe, that families are forever.  This is not "till death do us part."  This is forever.  What we build together here, stays with us when we leave.  I know my sister is waiting for me and my family.  I know that she is there, cheering me on, waiting for the time when we will all be reunited.  Katie's life on this earth was very short.  Her short life led my parents to the truth of the gospel.  That truth, shaped them and brought them closer to Christ.  They taught us and raised us with the gospel of Jesus Christ.  Four of us served missions for our church.  We served in Guatemala, Honduras, Argentina, Chile and Ireland.  While serving, we were able to teach many more about the Savior.  Now we are married and have our own families.  We are teaching our children to follow Christ.  My parents now have 29 grandchildren.  One little life, one pure spirit of our Heavenly Father, an angel sent to earth for a brief moment, has been the starting point for so many people looking to the Savior and finding truth, peace, hope and strength.  For me, one of the most beautiful truths of the gospel is that families are forever.  There are days when life is hard - kids are fighting, some one is hurting, stress is high, there is sickness and loss.  Some days it would be easy to just throw in the towel and walk away.  But knowing that this is forever, helps me get through those times.  It gives me hope and strength that there is a purpose to all of this.  It gives me endurance to ride out the storm.  I know that my family is forever.  There is no trial, no hardship, no person that can take that away.  The loved ones we lose here in this life will be with us again.  When I look at my family, I am overwhelmed with gratitude that these people that I love so much will be with me forever.  Our love will continue on after this life and that makes my heart happy.

So to my sister, Katie - Happy Birthday and thank you for your life that brought light to mine.