Tonight at bedtime my sweet little boys snuggled up next to me as we read Shrek 3 the picture book and it made me feel so happy. It reminded me of Provo. The first time I ever drove through that great town at night with a dear friend. It felt like Heaven to me. I remember how peaceful and clean I felt at that stage in my life. It was an exciting feeling. I felt that same feeling again tonight with my boys. I thought of how much my life has changed and evolved and just how darn lucky I am to be feeling the Holy ghost. I thought of how I felt as a child in the evenings as I sat in my bedroom freshly cleaned by my mom. I loved it when she did that. I love her. I started thinking about the temple and going in the morning then I started to think about all of the things I need to do. Spencer shredded my record of income and expenses for my photography business I need to piece that back together somehow , I need to make a tricky fix to two of my pictures for a client of mine who may or may not be coming back into town in the next few days asking about her pictures. I have a few of these tricky jobs I just don't want to face. Then I remembered I can pray for help and somehow I will be able to get those two things done. It seems so simplistic as I say it but it means a lot to me. Thank goodness for prayer, what would I do without that sense of peace and direction. I have spent so much of my life without it It almost seems to good to be true. What a gift. So to make a long story short. I love my boys, I love reading them stories and caring for them. I love my happy memories of good meaningful times in my life, and thank goodness for prayer and the influence of the Holy Ghost.

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