sometimes you just have to wake up early and bask in the glories of God's creations.
There are so many questions I have, so many things I wish I knew and I could waste all my energy and time drowning in all that unknown...
but i wont.
the fact is I do know God lives and that He created this earth and me
and that my friends is
Just look at that sunrise! I am so thankful I decided to get up and enjoy this beauty at the start of my day because I needed the peace I received to get me through some tough parenting, if you know what I mean:)
It was so nice to stay here and have family come to us!
My mum and dad came plus our dear friends The Young's and the cheerful Clifford from Ben's work.
I LOVED everything about the day!
If I was to have changed anything I would have loved to hear Ben's dad saying to Jack while tickling him "I am going to sit on your head!".... Sure miss him, But I am so thankful for my knowledge of God's plan and his perfect love for us and eternal families.
Small little flurries falling slowing from the sky.
Somehow falling snow always brings with it a sense of wonder and magic.
Entranced; the boys were giddy in the front room watching our neighborhood turn white.
After homework we ventured outside to find the chickens and put them in their coop. This was harder that I had anticipated. After almost an hour and help from Jack and Lizzie we got them in their coop that was being warmed up by a heat lamp but my fingers were icicles and ready to break...but they didn't thank heavens!
It is now day three of our winter wonderland with a high of 7 degrees Fahrenheit; BURRR! It is days like today I realize I wouldn't do well in Alaska...Sorry Lindsey. Sorry Elaine. Sorry Ben. I just think I might die in the cold. Just maybe.
Jack's buddy came over and we played outside for a quick second before the white witch from Narnia turned us all in to stone
It was a day that followed a glorious, powerfully enlightening day.
I woke up after having little sleep but feeling full and joyful. Although I was tired, I was grateful. I was smiling as my boys snuggled me in bed. We took a pictures and our smiles were radiant and true.
And then I discovered a
major mice infestation;
i'll spare you the details but I'll assure you it was awful.
I was trying to keep a good attitude but it was just so hard.
I allowed my negativity to rub off on my kids and fill the house.
The day ended with me on my knees praying, asking no pleading for forgiveness...
and then I hear a child heaving, "Throw-up" I think. I run into the boys room.
Poor Lucas is standing there shaking covered in vomit, a puddle on the new carpet and a puddle on the bed.
Through the grace of God I was able to maintain a good attitude and sort everything out.
Lucas laid next to me in bed and we watched "the fault in your stars". After sobbing through the movie I prayed again and thanked God for my terrible, horrible, no good very bad day. Yes, my day was all those things to me but I was healthy, my body was free of disease, I have a family, an adventure called life ahead of me. I really am living a glorious journey even if it is littered with bad days. I poured out thanks unto God and shamefully admitted my faults though humility.
Oh how grateful I am for repentance and the Atonement of Jesus Christ.
The next morning was better. The sun shined brighter and
I was closer to God.
I could feel Him sending love and help my way;
for this I am grateful,
Lucas fast asleep the day after he was sick.
Jack and I having movie time and togetherness time.
October started with General Conference my post about it is here; a weekend filled with goodness. There was so much excitement in the morning that Jack and Lucas bonked heads and Lucas got a pretty big bulging black eye.
I am yet making another giant mess sewing what seems like a bazillion pillows. There is fabric shewn everywhere and thread hanging off my clothing. I'm trying to focus on sewing a straight line (a challenge for me) when Lucas and his buddy walk in the door with a Easter basket covered in dirt. Under the dirt are carrots from our garden, "Can we eat them?" they ask. "Sure" I say.
Then the sweetest thing happened. I am still zoned in on sewing when I hear a little 3 year old suggest, "we should pray" "OK, I'll say it" Lucas responded. I slightly turn to see them sat close together with the arms crossed and eyes squeezed shut;
Thank you for these carrots,
please make them taste good
in the name of Jesus Christ
They then proceeded to take nibbles in carrots they quickly lost interest and disappeared into the back yard to discover something else... What a gift this moment was. They remembered their Heavenly Father, their God Almighty, they wanted to thank Him. They reminded me to more frequently talk with my Father in Heaven and to follow Jesus' counsel and be as a little child.