Our church doesn't meet until later in the afternoon
so our Sunday mornings have time to be creative.
Like building forts, painting, reading,
making messes generally.
But I have always loved Sundays.
It just feels different.
It is supposed to feel different & special.
It is the Lord's day afterall.
I love how Sundays stimulate all the senses.
How it looks, feels, sounds, tastes, and smells.
Dressing in Sunday best, feeling inspired to be better,
listening to music for the soul, smelling roast & homemade rolls.
I can even remember as a young child
how special Sundays felt.
My mom played such pretty music on the cassette player.
It felt safe & warm & happy.
We had just started going to the LDS church.
It was a big life change and I could feel the happiness increasing
in our family & home.
I will be forever amazed at my mom's courage
and sensitivity to God's promptings to press forward after a divorce,
raise two little girls,
and leave a religion that she'd known her whole life
in order to do what she knew was right.
She joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
You've heard of the Mormons!
Now that I'm a mom,
pressing through challenges & the daily grind,
my gratitude for the gospel in my life increases each day.
I am so thankful for goodly parents that raised me in this light & knowledge.
at the temple grounds today
I am honored to be a wife & mother.
I feel so overwhelmed by this calling sometimes.
Like at bedtime,
tucking in my babes after a long day,
my little heart pounds with anxiety!
"Am I doing a good job? Is God happy with my attempts?
What if I screw this thing up? I only get one chance at life.
It's so hard sometimes! I make so many mistakes. Help!"
I'm so grateful to have the church, God, my Savior, a living prophet,
the Spirit, and scriptures as a road map to guide me
through this tricky course.
I will teach these precious children of mine
what I have come to know to be true.
You can learn more about my church and God's Plan of Happiness
Or ask me any of your questions!
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