The Six of Us

Ballet is over.  It was amazing and although I am sad that it is over I am glad we are no longer giving up every Saturday.  Victoria said it was a great opportunity to learn how much effort goes into a ballet.  Up next...Recital.  Jake had originally decided to give up his last track meet in order to go on a campout.  He is now rethinking that decision and there is a chance the campout won't happen so he may not have to make that choice anyway.  Track is the craziest thing ever.  Lots of sitting a waiting to watch Jake run a few minutes.  But it is a great sport.  One that he can be doing years from now.  I had gone back and forth on taking the kids to Idaho Falls for the temple open house but I at this point have decided not to go.  In part because it is eight hours of driving for something that I know longer believe in.  And right now I am okay with that.  I so want to believe again.  I so want be able to say this is the right way.  But I don't think it is any more.

One of the assignments for today was send a card to somebody.  I am cheating because I got the response today.   This one kind of it home today.  I found out through Facebook about a family member who was going through a difficult time.   Last week I felt inspired to send her an Easter card with a gift card for gas.  It wasn't a big deal to me but I felt it needed to be done.  I haven't been incredible close to my sibling in laws and stuff like this kind of stresses me out.  But I listened and I did it.  Today she sent me this touching text about how thankful she was and how the gift card came at the perfect time.   It was one of those situations where it truly wasn't me who came up with the idea to send this gift card and I actually put it off for several days before I did it because "the still small voice" was getting louder and more annoying.   It isn't hard to show compassion.  (okay well sometimes it is)  The truth is we are all just going through

Why do I believe in God? There are two main reasons.  1) I have felt him there. 2) I have seen his power. I think of God as a parent who doesn't always step in to help.  Although sometimes I wish he would when he doesn't.  I do also believe that often times God shows up as another person.  A friend or family member or even a stranger that shows up and shows God's love.  I felt his power after Luke's accident.  I have no doubt he sent angels (my dad) to keep Luke safe.  I am not sure why Luke was saved that day.  But he was.  Maybe I will never know.  Sometimes I think he was saved because of me.  Because God knew that it would have tore my marriage apart and destroyed my relationship with my mom.  But maybe it was because Luke has some great purpose. I know there is lots of evil in the world.  So much war and hate and children starving.  But even in the worst situations there is still good.  Sometimes you have to look a little harder for God but he is there.