Faith . . . . Still Growing After 32 Years . . . . and growing . . . . .

Monday night Jon & I were giving the lesson for Family Home Evening with the University Ward.  Oh how I love these young people!  I have known some of them since they were little toddlers.  Once in a while I even see one that I have changed diapers on.  I have taught some of them in Primary, cub scouts and gone to camp with many of the girls. They have grown up beautifully.

I had a hard time preparing since I have had to miss going down there to church so many times this year and don't know many of the kids as well as I would like.  Since we were talking about "Faith", I should have had more.

A young sister gave the opening prayer.  It was so sweet, simple and sincere.  I could tell that "All Was Well".  I felt such a calm and peace and felt such a sweet spirit from this young lady, who would give many of us a different impression if you just met her on the street.  As I was sharing some of the experiences in our/my life, I had different things come into my mind that I had not planned on mentioning at all.  I was kind of unnerved, but just went with it, trusting.

Afterwards, I learned my lesson, again.  I had three girls come up to me in tears, hug me and tell thank you, that they had heard what they really needed to hear right now.   I have gotten to know one of them over the last year, but the other two I didn't even recognize.  I am so grateful for the guidance that I had.  I did share what I planned on, but so much more.  What a privilege to have the opportunity to serve some of our Heavenly Father's daughters in such a simple way.

I have not always had it easy in my life, in fact my hubby has made jokes about my growing up in  the "school of hard knocks".  I was kind of caught off guard the first time I heard him say that.  Last night he mentioned that when we had some miscarriages, I was a total "nut bar" (slight understatement).  You should have been there . . .  it was pretty hysterical seeing and hearing the reaction.  I think he has learned some of my interesting habits over the last 32 years . . .  funny old guy . . . . I love that turkey.  He gets funnier all the time and I love that he knows me well enough to know that he could get by with that little comment.  It was a joy listening to him teach and see the love he has for all those youngsters down there.

Once again, I am so blessed, I so appreciate the husband, children and grand children that I have been able to  
love, teach, learn from and enjoy sharing life with in this tough old world.