Answered Prayer

This afternoon I was feeling kind of sad, and therefore very tired. I like to give my time to God, as he sees fit, so I pray through out the day for special direction on how to better use my time. 

I especially needed direction because my mood was low. So I knelt in the quiet of my room, by my bedside, and I asked if He'd be alright with one of my three choices. 

1. Go play the piano at the church. 

2. Write a letter to my sick niece 

3. Take a nap!  

I immediately heard "family time." I softly chuckled because of my tired brain had not considering the fact that I'd presented God with 3 options, but He presented me a fourth!

I finished my prayer and sat on my bed. (It hurt to much to kneel any longer). I am sure God gave me the idea because my 16 year old daughter came into my room and laid on my bed and asked if Brady Bunch was an alright Sunday activity. I said it might be alright to watch, but that I wanted to play family games. 

We went down and sat in the front room and I asked Briant (my husband) what game we could play. He's a teacher, loves game playing, and is very creative-- so he always has some idea to pass the time. He started out with a word game, "Hangman." Then he said "Pictionary." (I was so tired I was laying on the couch acting out "the queen" and "Sunny (rhymes with bunny)" (That's the name of one of our dog's!) 

Everyone really had fun and got into this. A few examples: My 10 year old acted out our wild dog "Sunny" (so the answer was the same 2 times in a row-since he followed me. My 16 year old acted out "Lettuce Party" Who's ever heard of one of those??!!! My 18 year old refused to join us. He just got home from a pioneer trek yesterday and was down in his room writing about it in his journal. (Okay, a worthy goal, so I didn't push his family presence. But I missed him!)

Following that my husband began the "Guess who this scripture person is." A few of his questions were, "Who slayed Goliath? (David)" "Who had a coat of many colors? (Joseph)" We also did people from the Book of Mormon, as well as the bible. We had a lot of fun with that game, and it was a great time for teaching. 

After this game my husband switched to playing a "Guess which child this is?" We asked such questions as: 

• "Which child was on Oxygen as a baby?" 
• "Which child got left at the church after the family baptism?" 
• "Which preschooler destroyed the rabbit/pigeon hutch?"
• "Which child weighed the most at birth, weighing 9.8 pounds?"
• "Which child was the littlest at birth, weighing only 7 pounds?"
• "Which child always pooped in the bathtub, EVERTIME they were given a bath?"
• "Which child has silver teeth? (acid reflux)"
• "Which child would have gone swimming in baptismal font, if we'd said it was alright?!"
• "Who was the only child to sleep in a crib as a baby?"
• "Which child learned to talk the soonest?"
• "Which child walked the latest?"
• "Which child learn to ride a bike first?"
• "Which child likes to draw for hours on end?"
• "Which child doesn't like bones (in meat..or pretty much anywhere!! She doesn't like Halloween!?"
• "Which child likes to fill in the cracks when they sleep?"
• "Which child makes up crazy animal/frog names?" (Hannah! Such as Korea the frog. Nanny Goat Sniffer--a dog we had!)
• "Which child threw up in Daddy's mouth?"
• "Who went on wild, crazy adventures with Musubi? What was their secret weapon?"
• "Who uses up all the tape in our house?"
• "Who loved the Wiggles?"
• "Who got on the internet twice, by themselve, before the age of 1 year old!" 
• "Who was born on a cold, foggy, winter day?"
• "Who was born on a warm winter day?"
• "On which child did Mom's water break?"

And on we went as a family, playing happy Sabbath style games, and uniting as a family. My heart felt happier, and I knew I'd done the right thing.  I am certain it helped make happy memories for our children.

After we played that we read scriptures and listened to two songs (in honor of our dogs!! "Ebony and Ivory" and "Sunny days, chasing the clouds away..."(Sesame Street theme song), and have knelt to say the end of our day prayers. 

I feel so thankful that Heavenly Father "knows better than I." I'm thankful I could hear the voice of His Spirit giving me a better choice. I still felt tired as we played, but I still thoroughly enjoyed this cherished family time together. 

Book of Mormon Scripture

And while not all the concerns of my heart are settled, I certainly feel happier. I'm thankful that we aren't alone on this journey of life, and that our God is there to hear and answer---we just need to ask!

Always be praying, 

Christine

Scars

Noticed the bandaged finger. October 2016

Eight months ago, my little boy (age 7) and his brother (age 9) were playing outside. One day they came running into the house and big brother wildly slammed the front door on little brother!

Guess what happened?! Little brothers fingertip was broken, as well as almost completely cut off. I rushed him to his usual plastic surgeon (because he's been quite accident prone! We joke about a trip a year to this plastic surgeon!)

The doctor cleaned, stitched and bound up the finger, and for nearly a month we kept returning to check the healing.  At one appointment the doctor told my seven year old son that he didn't need to wear bandages any more. But my little boy kept insisting on wearing them. And I kept providing the bandaides so he could do so.

I can't find the recent plastic surgeon pics
of my son. But this was in June,
just a few months before the finger in the door.
(Photo taken before 5 stitches).
Our new puppy bit him as they wrestled!

But one day I sat him on my lap and pulled back the bandaide to look at the healing taking place. His fingertip was scarred and deformed. I asked him why he wanted to keep it covered. With quivering voice he talked about how he didn't want people to see it because of how it looked.

Even though it wasn't a "big deal" to me, I suddenly understood his shame in having a deformed, scarred finger- with missing fingernail. I held his finger and carressed the scarred area and I said, "M..., I'm sorry you've been embarrassed by how your finger looks. But when I look at your finger all I can see is how wonderful Heavenly Father is, and how much he loves you, and each of us."












I proceeded to tell my precious son how our body is the most amazing thing on earth. I said there is no material on earth like it. When it gets cut it can heal. And broken bones can grow back together.

I again gently touched the scarred area and said "You don't need to be embarrassed because of the scars. You can always look at them and remember what God has done for you because He loves you!"

From that day forward my son no longer wore a bandaid (bandage) to hide his finger. 

Our bodies are a miraculous gift of God. We are each unique and cherished creations and miracles of our divine creator. 

While some wounds may physically or emotionally scar or cause of cause to become deformed, we can each find ultimate spiritual healing through the power and mercy of God. That is of great comfort and hope to me.

My son's small finger is just one example of the greatness of God. I hope you can look a your life and see His love for you. His love and greatness is everywhere we look--IF we have gratitude in our hearts and His vision in helping us to see beyond the mundane things of life.



How do you see the hand of God in your life?
Christine

I just discovered this song. It has a powerful message of God's love for us!

Yes! He loves of any way we are! He loves us any way we come to Him! #ChristSavedUs!
#YOUareLOVED

Day 262 of 365 days of Solace: An early Wake-up call!

Last night I went to bed quite late because I was trying to make last nights post as clear, scripturally sound, and as near error free as possible! In truth I kept seeing errors or thinking of how to reword my intricate wording, and consequently I didn't go to bed until about 2:15 am! I wasn't too worried though. I know I could sleep in on this wonderful day of Saturday, as there was no church or school to wake up earlier for.

At 7:50 I got an early (for me!) wake up call from God. Into my very sleep brain I heard, "Wake up, wake up you sleepy head! Get up, get up get out of bed!" I wanted to ignore it, but I have vowed to God that my life is his, and if he wanted me to be awake then I would be. I'll do whatever He asks of me.

I prayed to know what to do, but I had no thought. I did see my husband wasn't in bed sleeping. Not a big surprise because he's an "early bird" and I'm a "night owl!" But I decided to go see what he was doing.

I searched the house, but I did not find him, until I went down the stairs to the basement. You won't
be able to imagine this, and I wish I'd taken a photo!, but there was my husband sitting on the couch, his hands to his head in frustration, and he looked a lot like the millers daughter from the children's classic story of Rumplstiltskin! (You can read that story here if you'd like: http://www.grimmstories.com/en/grimm_fairy-tales/rumpelstiltskin )

As soon as I saw him I knew why God had woken me, but just to make sure I quietly asked, "Did you want some help?" I was hoping he'd say no, and then I could go back to bed! :))

Briant said with concern, "I'm glad you are here. I didn't know how to get started on all these clothes. We need to get rid of a lot to the D.I. (a thrift shop). We have too many clothes, and the boys are making a mess in their room." My husband had a valid point. Our 7 and 9 year old love to dig through their clothes finding the perfect outfit.

I agreed to help and I sat down and began sorting. By the end of the day we had 4 large black trash bags ready to donate to D.I.! It took many hours of studying, sorting, and separating, but we finally had achieved a big feat of tackling an accumulations of too many clothes for 7 people. (In part because we experience extreme seasons where we live) But whatever the reason it felt great to accomplish that, and then to take it to the thrift store, along with a big lazy-boy recliner chair just taking up space!

I know my husband was grateful to have me there, and I was thankful to be there taking part in an errand of the Lord. He knew my husband was feeling overwhelmed at tackling this room full of clean laundry that we just didn't have space for!

I am thankful for my husband working hard in the house today and yesterday. I have some health issues that make energy and movement challenging at times, but with Briant's help, and the help of God, I was able to accomplish some great things today!

I need to get to bed now. Church is tomorrow, and it's one of my favorite days of the week!
If you want to experience church as I do, please find a Mormon Meeting house near you. Everyone is welcome! No matter your age, color, language, or lifestyle. You will always be welcomed! And the cool thing is that we dot the earth, as seen only in part here! :)  https://www.lds.org/maps/meetinghouses/


Take Care,
Christine

Day 261 of 365 days of Solace: Johnny Lingo, lessons, and Love

Tonight I showed my children a movie they have not seen before. I own it, but wasn't sure I wanted to introduce the alcoholic father theme to them.

I asked my two youngest what happens when they drink alcohol. My newly turned 7 year old said, "They die." I explained that over time because it destroys the liver, but that is not what happens immediately.  

My 9 year old struggled to find the word, but then remembered it, "They get drunk."  "Yes," I replied, and I proceeded to talk about the effects of alcohol on the brain and body. 

I also talked about how people who make movies try to make it seems funny to see someone acting drunk, but that it really isn't funny because it's hurting the person, and it's very addictive.  Of course I talked about a few other things, like our religious belief in the "Mormon" church (The Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints).

Some of you may think this is strange, but I want my children to enjoy the innocence of youth. I do not tell them all the lifestyles and choices live. Instead I focus on the blessings that come from living a life that is virtuous before Heavenly Father.  

Having values and Christ-based traditions will bless them as they grow and realize how much turmoil and confusion is in the world. If I do my part as a parent to loving teach and nurture them in the ways of Jesus Christ, they will indeed understand the blessings of this scripture which says:

"And we ^atalk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we ^bprophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our ^cchildren may know to what source they may look for a ^dremission of their sins.)" (2 Nephi 25:26)

 As my children get older they are going to understand more, and yes, lose their innocence to some degree.  I'm trying to do my best to help my children see the beauty and goodness in the world and in people, before they realize just how much sorrow exists.

This movie, The Legend of Johnny Lingo, was actually a perfect teaching tool.

 Afterward we talked about how this young boy and young girl didn't really know their true value or identity. They believed the lying words of what other said about them. They

internalized the cruelty, unkindness, circumstantial trials, and poverty, believing what these things seemed to teach them of their identity

In the end that boy grew to be someone of righteous power and influence and that girl was recognized as the most virtuous jewel of the island! Quite a turn around from their former circumstances

After the movie I had something of an epiphany as we had family scripture together. My daughter read for us in 1 Nephi 21 (compare to Isaiah 49) where it reads:

 2 And he hath made my mouth like a sharp ^asword; in the shadow of his hand hath he hid me, and made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me;

I got excited when I heard her read this verse and I had her go back and repeat it. I then explained it as I understand it. Which is is that Jesus Christ came to this earth and following the natural course of his mortal body he grew into manhood. From his youth he had a gift of speaking wisdom and understanding. (a "mouth like a sharp sword")

And yet, even in his wisdom those (with exception to a very few) around Jesus did not see him as for who He was-- the Messiah, who had come to save his people, and the world!

Instead His people tried to attach an identity to Christ, which was ordinary, such as when they asked,

"Is not this the ^acarpenter, the son of Mary, the ^bbrother of James, and Joses, and of Juda, and Simon? and are not his sisters here with us? And they were offended at him."  (Mark 6:3 KJV)

Can you believe it?! They tried to label Christ's identity and value as nothing special, even worthless! 

And yet, in this process of growth and experience the Savior was figuratively in the "shadow," in that he was not initially recognized for WHO HE was (and IS!). His people did not recognize Him, nor identify the perfect, omniscient care of God, our Heavenly Father, who did kept Christ in the "shadow of His hand  (and) hid" Him. I believe that the Savior was protective so hidden.
If Heavenly Father had wanted His son to be more easily recognizable don't you think he would have created him to be born into a higher social standing, and given him the face and beauty of an angel. After all, the corruption of society basis value on beauty!

Wouldn't having status and beauty been an easy way to get the attention of the world?  Yes, surely! But those things would have impeded the real purpose of Christ's mission on earth. Christ was hidden in what seemed physical and social imperfection. He seemed to have all the odds against his success. And yet it was in fact those very odds which helped Christ to be "polished" and prepared for His redemptive, atoning sacrifice and crowning glory! 


Nothing easily gained can be truly treasured! Those who seek to know Christ and willingly face any sacrifice, sorrow and persecution in that endeavor, also know that part of treasuring Christ in our hearts is having paid the price to know and appreciate that sacred gift of testimony that He is the son of God, and our Savior and Redeemer!




When I read this segment "and made Christ a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid (Him)," I think about a rock polisher, which turns and grinds rocks in a small container and with fine grit intermixed with the rocks they rub, hit, and tumble into the other rocks and in the process are polished through what would seem a painful experience. 

But that tumbling and turning is what helps the rocks to become shiny and polished! I read about Christ's polishing and hiding to show that Christ was figuratively "polished, but also hidden away in the supreme creator's figurative warrior bag (represented by a weapon of war--an arrow in a quiver), and awaiting his warrior action on the front line. 



Now, I'm no expert in rocks or arrows, but imagine, if you will that The Creator, God the Father, has a quiver (bag/pouch/sack) filled with finely crafted, polished, sharpened arrows (representing men and women of
righteousness who fight off evil and influence others for good), but this uniquely special arrow spoken of in this verse is His son Jesus Christ was saved and hidden until our God, the divine warrior (so to speak), was ready to pull this arrow (His son) out of the quiver and put his marksmanship against evil to its ultimate aim---the freeing of His children from sin and damnation (being cut off from the presence of God).  Talk about the ultimate secret weapon against sin!!

As my daughter read this scripture I realized that applications of this singular verse compared not only to the movie, but my own life! 

Can you imagine a bag filled with strong, beautifully crafted arrows? Can you now imagine anyone in this world who has ever lived, or lived now, who is an arrow of God--straight, righteously beautiful, trustworthy, and focused on the sole duty of allowing God to aim and shoot wherever God points? Can you understand how Gods aim is perfect, and how he seems to know how to work with an arrow that is resistant or hesitant? Sometimes you may wonder why the arrow lands as it does, or why we find we've been shot into an

unpleasant place, and yet God in His perfect wisdom can create "beauty for ashes" (Isaiah 61:1–3)?! Just as He did with Christ, He too can do with us!

There is no "arrow" (person), as perfect as Jesus Christ, but I can certainly think of men and women who have blessed my life because they were willing to be carried in the quiver of God and let His perfect marksmanship point the way they should fly through the battlefield of life. 


Isn't it exciting to think that, like Christ, our lives may not initially seem of great value or purpose and yet we have a seedling of understanding that helps us feel that there is more to our existence that just barely surviving the trials of life, and then dying??!

Doesn't it make you consider how the cruely and unkindness of people and circumstance may actually be polishing you and I, and helping us protect us and polish us, so that we can ultimately "fill the measure of (our) creation"?! (compare to Doctrine and Covenants 49:17 and Doctrine and Covenants 88:19) 

The "measure" of our lives will never equally compare to the grand scale as Jesus Christ, but whatever good we do here on earth will affect the eternal significance of ourselves and others that we have positively influenced!

You and I are in the process of something great, but we need to look to God and let him teach us where he wants us to aim the unique gifts of quiver and arrows that he has given us stewardship over for our personalized journeys.

"You are not forgotten."

".... wherever you are, whatever your circumstances may be, you are not forgotten. No matter how dark your days may seem, no matter how insignificant you may feel, no matter how overshadowed you think you may be, your Heavenly Father has not forgotten you. In fact, He loves you with an infinite love."

"Just think of it: You are known and remembered by the most majestic, powerful, and glorious Being in the universe! You are loved by the King of infinite space and everlasting time!"

"He who created and knows the stars knows you and your name!" 

https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/forget-me-not?lang=eng&_r=1 

As you look for the witnesses of God's love for you, I am certain that you will have a glimpse into knowing that you are LOVED and of GREAT WORTH!









To close with a quote from The Legend of Johnny Lingo: 

"....love is a most costly commodity. The more you are willing to pay, the more valuable the prize. The question is, are you willing to pay the price?" 

Let us all be willing to pay the price for true love. A love which protects, polishes, and points us heavenward!  

Christine

Day 27 of 365 days of Solace: LDS General Conference

My family and I look forward to this weekend every 6 months.  This time I got particularly clever, and instead of buying candy and food treats, I went and bought dollar store toys! :)  The have to get five Conference bingos to get a prize.  That took almost the 2 hours of the morning session for all 5 of my children, and was the best, most quiet conference I've ever had with them all!  They really wanted a prize.  If they were playing well the whole time, even if they didn't get 5 bingos, they still got a prize!  I just needed the effort.  Especially as some of my more ADD children really struggle to sit still.

If you are reading this, please join the LDS (Mormon) Conference which is on right now (began at 2pm MST)  You may watch the general sessions again tomorrow morning at 10am MST, and 2 pm MST.  If you join with a prayerful heart for answers, or solace to your sorrows, God will grant you special blessings as you seek to hear His voice through the speakers, and move through your week with your heart turned to Him in prayer and scriptures study.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dbAVgdpxNA8

Until later,

Christine

Day 13 of 365 days of solace: Saturday- Dryer un-repair!

Today, my neighbor and I went to a stake talent show. Hmmm...how to explain that to non-Mormons..Well, think of it as a lot of smaller churches (LDS wards) in a community meeting together for a gathering of all the churches...hence a "stake." (If that doesn't make sense, ask. I'll find a better explanation!)


Anyhow...the talent show was a pleasant experience.  Some funny performances...some serious. I had a lot of people say I should have sung, or displayed art... but I have been busy with school, and concerned over what has been bothering me (see day 1).

We had a yummy lunch of chicken salad, cookies, carrots, chips, and water.  They were in cute red checker boxes. They had a lot of left over lunches from the lunch, and I got some food for my family. My 6 year old LOVED the box, and felt so special with it.

After the lunch I went home we all went up into the canyon for a picnic.  It was one day before Spring, and it is now beautifully sunny, but there it is still colder up in the mountains!  My children didn't believe me when I said to take warm clothing and a coat....fortunately Mama thought ahead! When they began shivering, I produced some warmth for them! It felt good to be prepared.

Snow in the upper canyon.

When we got home, the children played, AS USUAL, with the neighbor kids. I gave them a great idea!  Take apart our broken dryer so we could put it in the recycle bin.  They kept the parts, in a plan to build a robot!!

It was so much fun for them-- until they had to clean up! The only problem is that it really is empowering to teach them these kinds of skills, and they then tried going around the house with my tools- unscrewing light switch plates and door knobs! You might want to think twice before giving children tools and free range to explore!

I loved seeing the curiosity
and wonder of the children.
It brought joy to my heart to watch them. I'm thankful to have their beautiful faces in my life.

 I think of a beautiful scripture about children (and everyone in general!)

And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our children may know to what source they may look for a remission of their sins.

2 Nephi 25:26 Book of Mormon 

 (Get your free copy here: https://www.mormon.org/free-book-of-mormon)

May we also teach our children, and anyone else within our sphere of influence, the source of happiness--which only comes through Jesus Christ!

All the best,
Christine

Day 7 of 365 days of Solace- Sabbath day

Every Sunday we go to church. Today was no exception.  And, as he does just about every Sunday, my 8 year old son, on the autism spectrum resisted the idea!  (He doesn't like to have to sit still!)

• He hid from us when it came time to leave.
• He resisted getting out of the van, when we arrived at church.
• He began crying and screaming during sacrament. (I had to carry him out!)

A kind brother followed us out a few minutes later, and asked if my son could have gum. I was reluctant to give him that privilege, but Brother T. was so kind, and I didn't want to disappoint his generosity.  My son had to use "please" and "thank you" (at my encouragement!), and happily he took the gum.  I felt appreciation to watch how kind he was with my special needs son, and how he tousled my son's hair, and gave him kind and encouraging words.  My heart was truly warmed by this mans goodness.

The gum turned out to be very helpful, because my son is very sensory, and having something to chew was great stimuli!  After sitting with him in the mother's lounge, and listening quietly to the speakers as he rocked and spun on the soft chairs, he was out of his mood, cooperatively went back in to the last 10 minutes of sacrament.

The flower bouquet I made for my front room.

In sacrament my dear son quietly drew a picture in his sketch book. When sacrament was over,  he went off to class without his shoes (though I made him carry them, even if he didn't wear them!), but battles have to be picked carefully.  And, as promised, he earned some tablet game time when we got home, because he went to class the next 2 hours, without any problem!  (Primary is more fun than sacrament. There is one hour of class time- with pictures, stories, coloring,etc. And one hour of singing and activities.:)









I was in very happy spirits, unlike last Sunday. I felt like my old self again. I was smiling, hugging, visiting (not avoiding), and trying to welcome everyone I came in contact with.  I stayed after church for choir practice, and enjoyed visiting afterward.  And then I walked home afterward, and prayerfully talked to God about life, and my feelings.  It was so nice to have time to reflect on my blessings, and peace of where I live!

On another note, I had a friend feeling upset about herself.  Though very beautiful, she is feeling ugly. I wrote these words to her...

I've worried about this more as I've gotten older, gained weight, and wrinkles! But the truth is that beauty is not something determined by your outward appearance it comes from within....that may sound trite, but I don't mean it that way. 

While you are beautiful inside- focus on what you are inside! Focus on the love and kindness you show others, and the respect you give God. Everything else will fall into place, and you will have angelic reassurance that you are beautiful where it matters most- the heart! 

There are many beautiful people in this world, who are miserable. And there are happy people, who aren't all that attractive. And then there are some people, who are both---but either way, I hope you will decide to fit into the category that makes choices for happiness-whatever the outer appearance may look like at any given time in your life. 

I'm sorry that you are feeling sad, I will pray for you. Hugs!
P.S. I like to watch this sometimes to remind myself of the concept I've written above. She struggled with her appearance too...especially after she her physical beauty was burned away in the fire of her helicopter crash. (I recommend the whole thing, but there is an excerpt of her video: https://youtu.be/KHDvxPjsm8E?t=4m41s

I'm not sure she appreciate them-- but that is the crux of life-- beauty stems from an inward source from within each one of us. Our beauty is shaped by our ability to love, give, and keep a perspective of God's pure love.  

I hope that you will worry less about physical beauty (though there is nothing wrong in taking care of our selves, and showering, dressing in clean clothing, and even wearing makeup and jewelry (for the women, of course!:) , but we should not worry about being valued for that appearance. People will love us if we are treating them with love, and acting and speaking in loving ways That comes from sacrificing ourselves, for the will of the Savior. It is no easy task to give up our will of personal comforts, but it is the way to have a lot of joy.

Stop looking at those tawdry magazines in the checkout line. Keep your head forward, and visit with the people around you and the checker. Those cruddy magazines (not like I have an opinion on this,, or anything!) will never give you a sense of self-confidence. Those magazines distort reality. Most women don't look like that in real life.

1 Samuel 16:7But the Lord said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.

This is what really matters-- "pure heart and clean hands"-- can we say that about ourselves?  

Alma 5:19I say unto you, can ye look up to God at that day with a pure heart and clean hands? I say unto you, can you look up, having the image of God engraven upon your countenances?

And, if not, what do we need to improve in our life?  --Choose one thing, and pray daily and seek Heavenly Father's help to change, and to overcome your struggles.  

Seek help, where help is needed (especially referring to addictions-

pornography, drugs, alcohol, etc..) --Here's a place for FREE addiction recovery: 

https://addictionrecovery.lds.org/?lang=eng

https://addictionrecovery.lds.org/?lang=eng

Well, thus end my journaling for the day.  If you'll notice, my ideas, are a little more random lately.  The truth is that I go to school, and am a Mom of 5 children. Blogging takes time, especially if I try to form my words "perfectly!" I don't have that time...so more often than not, on this 365 day journey, I am just going to share a few of my insights and experiences of the day.  And, if it's a reallygood day-- they might have great cohesion and order! 

Thank you for stopping by. I hope you have some things to considers, as you make your own journey through this life.  

Remember to always have a prayer in your heart!

Christine