"My cup runneth over"

One of my favorite movies is Hope Floats. The grandmother in this movie often states this phrase, "My cup runneth over" to her grandaughter who doesn't really understand what it means. At the end of the movie, the little girl whose heart is healing, says to her mother, "my cup runneth over." I often feel that my cup is overflowing with blessings to numerous to measure and that I almost don't have room for more. There is so much suffering in the world, why am I so blessed? This past weekend, we had a real scare when Cal was diagnosed with a blockage in his Left Anterior Descending artery. It was 95 % blocked which meant that blood could not flow through it freely. This would have caused a massive heart attack within a month, I was told, by the Cardiologist. I had been feeling for several months that Cal was at risk. I can't tell you why I felt that, other than to say, I have been given the Gift of the Holy Ghost and strive to live by the Spirit. Whenever I have had these kinds of feelings, I know that they are warnings, or promptings, or comfort, or guidance etc. I have been nagging Cal all this time and I know he was getting pretty sick of me saying things about his health and lack of exercise. When the doctor told me that he would have died, I was struck with two feelings, terror and gratitude. Terror in knowing how close I came to losing my husband, best friend and true love, and gratitude for my Heavenly Father who saw fit to give me feelings, and thoughts which prompted me to push Cal to action, as well as a warning of what would possibly come if he did not. I have become so familiar with these wonderful feelings of the Spirit of God, thanks to adversity and trials which I have dealt with all these years. I have come to understand that "All these things will give me experience, and be for my good, if I walk uprightly before the Lord." What a wonderful blessing it is to know that if I am faithful to my covenants, eternal blessings will be mine. I know that if the outcome had been different, I could still have handled whatever came because My Savior has promised me that I "will always have his spirit to be with me", if I keep His commandments and exercise faith in His power to heal, redeem and sanctify. Hope is born of faith and gives us an assurance that God's promises will be fulfilled. Faith means less worrying on my part and greater dependance upon His ability to save, and rescue, and put things in order for my benefit and peace. I love My Heavenly Father and feel so grateful for a Mother and Father who instilled this love in me long before I can even remember. I always knew that He was there for me, always. I came to know my Savior loves me many years ago, standing on a hill in Palmyra New York, as I contemplated His life and mission. After that sacred night, I knew beyond any doubt that He knows me and loves me. How blessed we all are to have this knowledge. How important it is to make these things known to those who do not. May you be lifted of your burdens and find rest to your souls, just as He has promised, is my hope for you.

It's about time....

I haven't blogged for a very long time, but since a really nice woman encouraged me to keep it up, I thought I would. I am like that with my journal too. I write and write and then go a period of time with nothing. I stopped blogging after some things happened with Spencer. I just didn't feel I had anything positive and worthwhile to say, but after several months, here I go again. It's almost Christmas, actually tomorrow is Christmas Eve. All of our kids will be home on Christmas eve and it will be wonderful to be together. It's hard to believe a whole year has come and gone but they say "time flies when you're having fun." Some pretty significant things have happened in 2009, the most significant to me being my mother's passing away in September. It was hard to watch her die, but I was so thankful I could be right by her side for pretty much the whole thing. It was sad and wonderful all at the same time. I am so grateful for the Atonement of Jesus Christ which makes resurrection possible and give those of us who lose loved ones such a feeling of peace and hope. Hope isn't wishful thinking, it is an expectation of His promises being real and being fulfilled. My mother taught me that and a million other wonderful things. Since her passing, Cal and I have been working on her biological family line. She was put in an orphanage when she was just a very small child, along with a sister and brother. She was blessed to be adopted to wonderful parents whom she loved very much. Since her passing, we have been able to find a lot of information on this family and are enjoying doing this so much. Cal is so good about helping me, whenever I ask. He is much better at research on the computer than I am so he really does all the work. I just do the encouraging. For my mothers Christmas present this year, I had her sisters temple work done and it was absolutely the most rewarding experience. I loved my aunt and I know that she loved me. She was a wonderful person and I am certain that these two sisters were experiencing joy and rejoicing on Friday, Dec. 17th.

I have a favorite saying and it goes like this, "All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator, for all I have not seen." I love my Heavenly Father and feel such gratitude for all that He allows me to feel and know, even though it is not always pleasant, it is always what I need. I love Jesus Christ and hope that I can "celebrate" His birth and life every single day of the upcoming year. There is so much to be thankful for. Merry Christmas!

So happy together.....

We just had two of the best weekends ever. The first one was a birthday celebration for Spencer's 21st. We all went to the Red Cayon Lodge and spent a couple of nights just having fun together. We went to dinner, played games, laughed, joked, had a family photo taken (finally), and had an all around good time just being a family. It's hard to believe Spencer is 21. Time sure does fly. I think it was good for all of us. This past week, Cal, Nathan and I, along with Whitney and Jon and their boys, went to Kirtland, Niagara Falls and Palmyra. It was such a fun trip, even though we had some really weird things happen and the weather was cold. First, our plane was delayed in Salt Lake so we missed our connecting flight and had to be rebooked on a later very very bumpy flight. We flew through a thunderstorm. This was not my best plane ride. By the time we arrived in Kirtland we were exhausted and happy to finally go to bed about midnight. We weren't meant to sleep though. Second, the fire alarm went off about 1 am and we were ushered outside in the cold to wait until all was clear. We were able to find Whitney and Jon right away and sat in their car which was warm. We were all so tired and finally about an hour or so later, we went back to bed. We visited the John Johnson farm the next morning, which is an incredible place to go, and then went over to the Amish country just a few miles away. We ate the best Amish home cooked food at a place called Mary Yoder's and it was good and cheap. We then saw all the Kirtland sights and that was so fun. The next day we drove to Ontario Canada to the Great Wolf Lodge, which was worth the money and travel. It is an indoor waterpark/lodge and is a really fun place. We saw the falls and the third weird thing happened that night. Cal wasn't feeling well and had some unusual symptoms so we left at midnight to find a hospital to have his blood pressure checked. The doctor ordered a series of tests, and 4 hours and several hundred dollars later, we learned that he was in good health and they sent us away, poorer but grateful that he was given a clean bill of health. It was interesting to witness Socialized Medicine first hand and I am more sure than ever, I don't want it. They say things come in threes and though I'm not superstitious, I was starting to become a believer. After the third, everything went smoothly. Our trip to Palmyra was so neat. We enjoyed seeing the sights so much and especially enjoyed seeing them "early in the spring," with the buds just on the trees and bushes, as they would have most likely been in 1820. We flew home just today and were so happy to land safely. I wanted to just share my gratitude for the restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I know that Joseph saw what he said he saw and that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ did in reality speak to him. I know that Jesus Christ is my Savior and the Savior of all the world, whether they acknowledge Him or not. I am grateful for the coming forth of the Book of Mormon, which testifies of Jesus Christ and His divine mission as our Savior and the Son of God, acts as a companion volume of scripture to the Holy Bible and brings me great peace and joy. I'm grateful for my eternal family and the restoration of the Priesthood, which binds us on earth and in heaven. We are all so blessed. I know that my Heavenly Father knows me and loves me. I am more certain of this today than ever. He always has such a tender and wonderful way of letting me know this. I'm glad this weekend is Easter. I love Easter and all that it means, especially that Jesus Christ lives.