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My Strong Girl

This entire ordeal my daughter has been stronger than anyone else I know.  If the Lord doesn’t give us trials greater than we can bear, she must be one incredibly strong person.  Even the doctors and nurses can see her strength.

However, I suspect there are times when we are given more than we can handle.  These are the times that teach us to rely only on our Savior, times when no one else can be there for us, times when we have used all of our strength.    Katie has spent weeks in that very state.  I can do nothing for her.  As a parent this is heartbreaking.  It is unrelenting beyond my comprehension.  Although she is constantly supported and cared for by incredible technologies, expert physicians, and powerful medications, even they need to ultimately rely on her own body for healing to occur.

Even within these terrible circumstances, there have been some reassurances of hope.  Hope is a powerful thing.  As we have interacted with the social worker, she has reminded us about how effective the  mind is, with its ability to close down on overload.  The Sunday speaker in the hospital ward also reminded us about what the Savior did when He was here.  He healed the sick.  His ministry was to those who were sick, afflicted, and suffering.  We were reminded that the Savior is still aware of those who are suffering, and that He lives today, and He has a special place in His heart for those in distress and suffering due to the pains of this world.

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Priesthood Power

One of the wonderful things about our religion is our claim to the biblical priesthood power, or the authority to act in the name of God.  This includes the gift of healing.  A gift my husband, her father, holds.

As we were preparing to be flown to SLC, we knew that it must be serious and we made arrangements to give her a blessing.  In that blessing she was promised that she would have a complete recovery.  It seemed very reasonable at the time.  We went on with the events that unfolded, comforted in the knowledge that all would end well.  It gave us great strength to know she would pull through.

Once she had had her initial evaluation and surgery, the doctor came out and said the exact same words, that he expected a full recovery.  As things progress and we have our ups and downs there are days that I wonder if a complete recovery is still possible.  It is testing my faith and I am sure hers as well, but deep down in I believe we know all will be well.  What a gift.

Open Hearts

In my church we take time each month to visit individuals.  It is an attempt to not forget the lost sheep.  As we visited yesterday and shared the message that the Lord does not forget anyone, two of the sisters I visit opened right up.  Both were sisters I have been visiting with for a while now, and both are less than fully active in our faith.  As we started to share, each one of the sisters felt a connection to that lost sheep, and after months, and even years for one of them, of my visiting monthly they actually shared with me the root of their own personal struggles to full participation in the gospel of Christ.  Each struggle is unique, and each of us has our own personal demons.

I don’t know how to fix either problem.  I rather suspect that it is not my goal to fix the problem, but rather my privilege to support them through it.  One of them I share the same struggle, I just have chosen to deal with it differently.  However, I think step one in helping anyone change their heart is to love them as the Savior does.  I hope that by having someone to support them through it that each one of these daughters of God can have a miracle in their life of being reconverted to Christ.

Encouragement

Sometimes I feel like I am helpless to combat all of the problems going on around me.  A personal goal I have is to not be helpless.  I have an acquaintance who is much older than me and going through a tough time with health problems.  I didn’t know what to do to help and encourage him, so I prayed about it.   After receiving an answer of a small thing that I could do, I simply wrote a quick note of support and encouragement.  Men, and especially older men, don’t ever like to show that they need support or help.  I figured it wouldn’t hurt, but if it helped a little than I did something.  Then yesterday, he shared just a small little positive thing in his life, and I realized that my quick note of encouragement was directly related.  Maybe I did a small something to lighten his load?  It may not have been much, but if it touched him, I was not powerless to help out.  Who can you encourage today?

Second Chances

Second chances are kind of special things.  I have a friend who lives the next town over who has been divorced for a while now, and I simply do not know how she does it.  She works and has four kids.  Two of the four are angels, but the other two are, well, hmm, I think “brats” is the nicest way I can think of to put it.  She struggles all the time and is constantly at her wits end.  Yes, they are that bad.

I just found out that she got engaged over the holidays.  I can’t even fathom how she had time to meet anyone, but I am glad she did.  I can’t imagine what type of a person is willing to take on the challenge of rebuilding that home.  Wow.  All I can say is wow.

I can’t think of a word better than “miracle” to describe what a father and husband will do for that home.  The hand of the Lord is most definitely at work here.  I wish them the best.

Consider the Chickens

We have backyard chickens and love them.  I think everyone should have chickens, because just sitting and watching them brings such tranquility.  Can’t buy that tranquility, but I can buy chicken food.

I was watching “Flour,” my son’s chicken.  Flour was eating, drinking, interacting with the flock, and obviously very content.  I had brought out some treats and she was quite happy to gobble them down.  Anyhow, Flour had been a “rescue chicken” of sorts.  She had been in two other flocks where she had been horribly picked on and outcast.  She was slightly deformed, and they would not let her in.  Yet here she is today, enjoying a stable place in the flock, and all the food and water and treats she needs.  It reminded me of the scripture about the lilies:   In Matthew 6 it talks about how the Lord is aware of all our needs.  He has a plan.  Things tend to work themselves out.  We are to provide the faith.

28 And why take ye thought for raiment? aConsider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:

 29 And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

 30 Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, ashall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little bfaith?

I don’t think that we should expect to live in luxury even if we refuse to work, but I do think that we probably worry more about our temporal welfare than we need to.