Stronger Through Him

  This week is our Spring Break and we wanted to spend the time connecting and building cherished memories. Funds are more limited this trip, but making memories doesn’t have to be expensive. And we were blessed with some tender mercies.  Life has taught me that the redemption of tender mercies often come with some effort and inspiration on our part.   George was able to work an extra tournament for extra cash and we delayed the trip by a day which ended up being a health blessing for me as well. I was awarded a fellowship that also took some effort but will offset our transportation expenses. And the focus is on the time together and building positive memories together.  Building family ties. President Russell M Nelson said of his parents, “Marion and Edna considered storing up happy memories as one of their most important responsibilities.” I too want to continue that work of storing up, remembering and sharing those happy memories that bind us together. Does it me...

  The very first thing I noticed this General Conference weekend was a phrase in the Saturday morning opening prayer. He said something to the effect of “we acknowledge that the Holy Ghost is the teacher”. It made me better pay attention to what I was feeling and thinking during the messages. What was I personally needing to learn, change and be reminded of?  I was able to better recognize promptings, phrases, answers and to feel the love of my Savior and Heavenly Parents.   It also has invited me to explore the matter of what type of student I am. That part is up to me.   But what a blessed gift it is to have that gifted teacher with us all the time.  

 One of my favorite parts of the Doctrine & Covenants is how many times the Savior says “thy sins are forgiven thee.” One of Satan’s favorite tactics is to make us want to run or hide when we mess up.   But that is not who Jesus Christ is.   Today the phrase struck me that he is someone to run to, not from. And for that I am so grateful.  Why? Because I need forgiveness often. Every. Single. Day. Even on my best days. And on my worst? Well, I feel like those days He kind of has to be the toddler parent chasing to clean up one disaster after another I manage to make. And still He is there with open arms. So I’m going to remind myself of that a little more often. Our Savior is someone to run to, not away from- no matter what the adversary says.