I am grateful for my eternal perspective. It's good to know that I won't be judged for the stylishness of my couches, pillows or lamps. I am, however, accountable for how I nurture those little bums that have worn holes in my couch, and those sticky fingers that left smudges on my lamps.
I'm grateful to be a wife and mother. Nothing else in my life motivates me more to do better, to try harder, to change more often. I often notice the painful size of the gap between who I am and who I want to be. Fulfilling my role as wife and mother has allowed me stretch and grow to close that gap like nothing else could.
I'm grateful for the Twilight Series. What? Are you serious? Yes, I am. And I included it here because I went and saw the movie for the third time today. Thanks to Stephenie Meyer, I met my peeps, reconnected with my inner child and remembered what having fun was.
I'm grateful for alpalcas because sometimes life can be stressful and painful and they help us forget.
I'm grateful for my heritage. Not long ago I attended to the temple and did an endowment session for an ancestor. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of what this woman had sacrificed. For her children. For her posterity. For me. Someday I will meet her face to face and we can both tell each other thanks. I tell you what; there will be no words.
These pictures speak for themselves here. Have you ever loved something so much it almost hurts? Look at those smiles. I get to see those all day long.
I am grateful for patience. Specifically for Heavenly Father's patience in me while I work out my salvation.
I'm grateful for the parable of The Prodigal Son. There is no more hopeful or humbling story. I have played several of the characters at one time or another. Don't we all? Aren't we all the recipients of undeserved mercy? We had a great visit with Steven today. It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found. -Luke 15:32
H A P P Y T H A N K S G I V I N G
from ours to yours.