Sunday, April 12, 2009

Miracles

There have been so many miracle lately that I am so thankful for. It seems as though our cups are running over with blessings! I feel so grateful that Rusty is seeing business stepping up, Kjirsten is working full time along with teaching more Cello students, Brigitte finds great joy in motherhood, Woodrow found an internship, and Natalie is still in the running for one. Preston has good friends and is on his way to a career already, and Mikyla is blessed with good friends and great understanding. These are all prayers that have been fervently spoken, and are truly miracles. But miracles aren't just happening for our family, they are happening all over the world and in our extended family. I am thanking our Heavenly Father daily, and recognizing the goodness of the gospel, and of temple blessings.

My prayers have been ones of gratitude. It almost seems silly to ask for more....I am grateful for God, Christ, the Gospel, and families of which some are gone, and some present.




It's not that usual when everything is beautiful, It's just another ordinary miracle today

The sky knows when its time to snow, You don't need to teach a seed to grow

It's just another ordinary miracle today

Life is like a gift they say, Wrapped up for you everyday,

Open up and find a way, To give some of your own

Isn't it remarkable?

Like every time a raindrop falls, It's just another ordinary miracle today.

Birds in winter have their fling, And always make it home by spring.

It's just another ordinary miracle today.

When you wake up everyday, Please don't throw your dreams away,

Hold them close to your heart Cause we are all a part

Of the ordinary miracle,

Ordinary miracle,

Do you want to see a miracle?

It seems so exceptional

That things just work out after all It's just another ordinary miracle today

The sun comes up and shines so bright,

It disappears again at night

It's just another ordinary miracle today

Ooohh Oooohh

It's just another ordinary miracle today


Thursday, April 2, 2009



Last evening, as I sat down to prepare for a Math test, the very pretty and young girl who sits next to me smiled and gently touched my hand. Now, we share a few classes together, so it didn't surprise me, to have her do that, but her question, "Do they hurt?' absolutely floored me!


I looked at my hands, and I didn't see any arthritic bulges, and my age spots aren't that noticeable, or so I thought. They felt perfectly fine to me! And then I realized that they probably did look chapped and dry, older, and definitely not as smooth and fine as hers!


Well, after some thought, I still like my hands. They have cradled and cared for 6 of the most amazing children! They still get to hug 6 wonderful adults plus some spouses and grandchildren. They are also the means by which I get to hold hands with Howard.

These hands have worked well over the years...they have made quilts, clothing, countless meals, refinished furniture, gardened, and hopefully given comfort to those in need.


Mostly, while thinking about hands, I wonder about Christ's hands. I bet they are welcoming, warm, compassionate, and truly understanding.