As I sit here sick in my bed, covered in blankets and jackets and all sorts of things to keep me warm, listening to the constant chatter of my family and watching beautiful white snow cover the Texas ground, I cannot help but be completely overwhelmed with emotions. Maybe it is because I am home surrounded by the people I love which doesn't happen all too often. Or perhaps it's because I have the cold of the century; a mix of being drugged up on cold medicine and feeling crummy. But regardless of what the reason, I am sitting here full of joy and gratitude for all I have been given. I think of dear ones separated from their families and loved ones and it hurts my heart. I pray they know how much they are loved and missed. I think of dear ones who are far away celebrating with those they love the most and I am grateful to have them in my life. I think of all the tender mercies I have received, especially recently. I think of my precious family, that drives me absolutely crazy, but who I absolutely adore. I think about this time of year when everyone is so willing to give of themselves. And why doesn't that last the whole year long. I think of the words of my favorite Christmas song as it says "Truly He taught us to love one another, His law is love and His gospel is peace." And I think of my Savior, Jesus Christ. I think of the child laid in the manger that holy night, and the people that surrounded Him. And I wonder if they truly could comprehend, in that moment, all that that sweet baby would bring to the world. I think about my Father in Heaven, and how hard it must have been for Him to give us His Only Begotten Son, to watch Him come to this Earth and teach, and then to watch Him sacrifice His life for my sins, and the sins the world. I think about Christ and the sorrows He must have felt because of me and everyone who ever walks upon the Earth. And although it breaks my heart, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. I think about that night, with the stars and the angels, the wise men and the stable, and although I do not comprehend much of anything, I feel the love my Savior has for each of us. So today, as we open presents, play in the snow, and enjoy the delicious foods that usually accompany this day, I think about why this beautiful day is so important, and I cant help but thank my Father in Heaven for the life I have been given.
My cousin Cade had his Missionary Farewell yesterday and I feel so blessed to have been able to attend. First off, he is amazing. He is one of the funniest people I know and he is smart and a musical genius. He is simply his own person and there are endless characteristics/qualities that he possess that I would love to develop in myself. So I mean it is easy to say that I love the kid to death. But he spoke in sacrament meeting and the spirit that he brought was truly inspiring, and stronger than anything I have felt in a long time. It touched my heart. And I knew that he was called of God to serve, that he is worthy to serve, and that he has a testimony of the gospel and our Savior, Jesus Christ. It was such an incredible experience. When he concluded he played an original arrangement of Be Still My Soul on the piano and again the spirit was overwhelming. That is my favorite hymn, and it brings me so much comfort which I coincidentally really needed at that moment. Reminding ...
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