Today was an unexpected, new day. I got to bed FAR too late to blog last night, so I post-dated one just a few moments ago (the pictures were too spectacular to not record).
I had to sleep in a bit, and when I awoke, most of us were fighting the “Is it really Monday?” feeling.
Thankfully Paul decided to do something that really boosted us all.
He took all the kiddos to the store for science class, which gave me some much needed alone time (that I used to tidy up the RV, while listening to a message from a dear friend). At the store Paul surprised the kids with allowing them to buy a baby chicken, complete with heating lamp, and feed.
The kids were head over heels in love with their baby birds. They each received a name and a sweet welcome into our family.
I was also the recipient of receiving a baby chick. Mine is named Marigold but pronounced “Mar-ee-Gold” – after my massage therapist in Costa Rica.
With the help of our new friends/land-sharers, the kids were set up for a chicken growing experience. These little birds brought a lot of joy to our day.
So much joy. . . it got to be a bit hard for everyone to get back to finishing their lessons for the day. Thankfully we at least had some fun today! I am starting to see that joy should be momentary. It should have a beginning and end, that way we don’t get tired of joy. Joyful moments are help-meets in our lives. Help-meets that have been promised to us, if we will do our part to listen and obey first.
I love this picture. I also love the way I feel when I hear messages like this one. 👇🏻
“Behold, I am Jesus Christ, whom the prophets testified shall come into the world” (3 Nephi 11:10). With these words, the resurrected Savior introduced Himself, fulfilling over 600 years of Book of Mormon prophecies. “That appearance and that declaration,” Elder Jeffrey R. Holland wrote, “constituted the focal point, the supreme moment, in the entire history of the Book of Mormon. It was the manifestation and the decree that had informed and inspired every Nephite prophet. … Everyone had talked of him, sung of him, dreamed of him, and prayed for his appearance—but here he actually was. The day of days! The God who turns every dark night into morning light had arrived” (Christ and the New Covenant , 250–51).
I too look forward to the day they our Savior will come. I hope for it, but I don’t wait for it. I live as if He already has come. I live as if He was here because I am striving to do those things I feel He is asking me to do for Him. Like raise a family with as righteous truths i can help make available for them each day; like being married and sharing my husband’s hopes, and dreams, and disappointments; like blogging how I see the hand of God in our lives each day; like reaching out by serving others when I need a lifting up of my own; like seeking to forgive, trust, set healthy boundaries, and practice temperance with all those around me; and like seeing how this moment is PERFECT for me/us today!!!
There is more joy found in seeking Christ, than I have found doing anything else. I am grateful that I even know about Him and His gospel. If you too would like to know more, please don’t hesitate to ask. My son is one of thousands who would be more than happy to share with you possibly some answers to your deepest questions. You can contact them here @ https://www.comeuntochrist.org/requests/missionary-visit.