I have a lot on my mind and want to share things that remind me daily to be thankful. I have never really had a strong testimony of Relief Society or ever felt excited to go. Same thing with visiting teaching, although I know of its importance so I went. About a month and a half ago our stake boundaries changed and we were moved into a new ward which meant I was released from working in the nursery. I told Trevor that although I loved working with the special angels, I really felt burned out and felt like I needed to strengthen my testimony. Trevor and I were called to be Ward Missionaries. I can't tell you how excited I am because I am very passionate about seeing others progress in the gospel, and I really missed praying for people outside of my family. I've also started taking a family search class during Sunday school and things were really looking good for me and my little testimony. I went to RS and had an ok lesson and just left feeling like I needed to have a better attitude and be grateful for the 50 minutes I get to gather with inspiring women.
My visiting teachers came over today and as I tear up writing about it, my heart feels grateful for such an inspired program. Like I said earlier, my testimony really slacked in the visiting program, but today, when these two sisters showed up I felt grateful to know that Heavenly Father really is aware of me and hears my prayers. These sisters are a strength and their testimonies radiated of Charity. I haven't ever had fabulous visiting teachers who I felt like they truly wanted to see me, and wanted to be apart of my life. So its always seemed cliche to say, "Let me know if you need anything," and really never meant anything to me.
After my sisters left, I had a grateful heart, for one of these sisters has seen more heartache that I only have nightmares about, and she reminded me how to rely on the Lord. I still thought about her tragic lifestyle and I wanted to call her, but because of the fear of creating an awkward situation I chose to let it go. Sure enough, she called me and I was able to explain my heartache for her. She lovingly explained she was ok and for me to not be concerned. I was grateful at that moment that she was inspired to call. She was in tune enough with the spirit to know that a crazy lady whom she had stewardship over needed to talk again.
So, as I still struggle in my testimony of the thought of a roomful of crying ladies, I realize that someday, starting today, my testimony will be strengthened. That I have hope because this amazing sister and friend, understands the concept of visiting teaching. My hope is that one day, hopefully soon than later, I can exemplify Christ's love like my visiting teachers have to me today.
I am also so grateful for a healthy body, and beautiful little boy, and an incredible husband who I can see everyday. I am grateful that my son has a chance to have an exceptional father who will take time to play with him and teach him. I am grateful for the time I can snuggle with him on the couch, or sit across from him at the dinner table. I am so grateful to be reminded that this life is short, and that everyday I am blessed to wake up to the man I love and the scream of "Mommmmyyy!" I am grateful that I can feel my new little baby move and have a new chamber in my heart added to love each time a new child is added to our family.
That all being said, I did want to share some pictures of our fun weekend. Trevor and I celebrated my birthday of Friday. He took me to Johnny Carino's and to the HILARIOUS movie, Jack & Jill. Then Saturday we headed for the tetons during the beautiful snow storm in search of some rocks. (much more than rocks but to me, rocks.) Afterward we played in the snow and bundled Ryker up like the little boy off of "A Christmas Story." And then enjoyed our night in. Sunday was church and then some much needed playtime with Ryker where we all laughed and loved every minute of being together.
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| All bundled up and ready to help daddy. |
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| Although there is a clear path, we all feel that we need to make our own journey...little monkey. |
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| Snowtime! |
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| Daddy teaching how to make snowballs... |
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| Just like dad. |
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| This little boy will probably never be afraid of heights! |
Well, I'm off to go snuggle my Rykee. Trev's at school late, so that leaves us to pop some popcorn and watch Buzz.
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