God Works in Mysterious ways

The other day, to my suprise, my son didn't have school, it was Columbus day and becaue I was unaware Dominic was woken up bright and early to go to school, and by the time my friend (who I had called to see if she coudl take him to school) informed me that there was no school he was too awake to go back to sleep, so I had a full day of my little angel keeping me company. The twins showed up bright and early as usual, and because it was raining we had the 3 kids and 2 dogs stuck in the house unable to go outside and burn some of their endless energy.

One can imagine that naptime didn't come soon enough for me this particular day, and even when it came I had to struggle with a incooperative 4 yr old who was insisting he didn't need a nap and incidently keeping the twins from taking theirs--after finally threatening his life my son decided he didn't have to take a nap but he would be quiet so the twins could take there, but not before he knocked the abnormally large glass of water he brought me off the little play stage I had sat it on, and ofcourse all that water poured onto my laptop.

As i frantically tried to dry my laptop and ordered Dominic to dry the floor I wondered to myself why the schools had to be closed that particluar rainy day and why they couldn't wait for a beautiful sun shiney day to have a holiday. The twins have I have worked very hard to set up a certain schedule and having my 4 yr old home was really screwing things up. Anyhow, I don't knwo what I did or how it happened but as I sat and fumed about just how rotten my son was being suddenly my computer started playing music, and suddenly it begins telling me to "count your blessings name them one by one, count your blessings...."

I couldn't help but smile, and suddenly all the rage seemed to melt away as I was reminded of all the teary nights when I begged and pleaded for "just one" and how truly blessed I was when, for the first time the test read "pregnant" after uncountable negatives, and how scared I was as the wheeled me to the operatign to room to remove my baby a month early only to wake up in the recovery room with my baby gone and nobody could tell me why. As one can tell, as a child gets older it is so easy to forget just what a blessing they are, specially when they are being little boogers. My son though is most definitely a blessings, the trails we went through to get him here and the trails he has been through since enterig this world, we know for a fact if it wasn't for the grace of God our little miracle wouldn't have made it, I just feel bad it took my computer "talking to me" to remind me just how truly special he is (and I mean that not in a special ed kind of way, I mean it in a he is our little miracle.

Can you think of a time when you were touched by the spirit in an unusual way? If so, please share it with us, if you don't mind

My best friend melody

OK, so, I want to tell ya'll about a friend i met 5 yrs ago, she has been such an inspiration to me, Heaven knows my world would be a whole lot different had she not walked up and introduced herself to me in relief society, funny thing is had it not been for her and a bag of shoes a co-worker of mine gave me that didn't fit me or any of my other friends at the time I would have never gotten to know this amazing woman, and now I want to share my special Angel with the world.

Actually, this particular friend of mine has spent the last few years being a stay at home mom, I met her when she has 2 young children, her husband was a full time college student while also working full time at the college--before that he worked at a furniture store, but his commission wasn't cutting it anymore.  Now she is a mother of 4 beautiful children, her faith is as strong as ever, her husband is still a college student who has recently decided that the Lord wants him to go into Law so he has taken a couple semesters off to work out the details and to give his wife an opportunity to do what she feels the Lord wants her to--Help people help themselves!

These last few years she has scrimped and saved and made every penny count, she has used it up, worn it out, or done without, she is the type of person that takes a shirt and uses it till it can't be worn as a short any longer and then used the material to make something else until there is nothing left, she can is constantly amazing me as to all her many talents when it comes to stretching a dollar, I almost died the day she told me she spent only $60 a month on food to feed a family of five(well, ok I can't remember how much exactly but i remember it only being double digits and I also remember it cost us double that a week to keep food in our house so I think it was 60 but don't quote me) and that was without food stamps, they never ate out because she always cooked (rather spectacular meals, may I add) and they only drove their car (which they were able to fully pay off because of their dedication) about once a week if that--they walked to church and her husband walked to the bus stop about a mile away to go to school and work, and because he was a student he could use public transit for free--when I went back to school we woudl actually pick her husband up while my husband drove me to the bus stop and then ride the bus together--it was also on my husband's way to work so it worked out nice that way.

Anyhow, what I am trying to say, is she is a very amazing woman, she has taught me so much and I have always been amazed at her dedication when it comes to anything she does in life, and so I now that if she has her heart set on helping people save their homes she is not only will she help people but she will do it with flying colors.

When I asked her to explain to me what she is doing she said: I am helping people save their homes. I help them to lower interest rates, lower their payments and sometimes even lower their principle. We help people to keep them from foreclosure.  When I asked her why, her response was:I want to prevent any more tent cities being set up.  Many cities have them.  I don't want them to continue.

So who is this saint of a friend of mine?  Her name is Melody Jones and if you want her to help you save your home you can call her cell at number 801-688-2985 and her alternate phone number is 801-528-6719.  She lives and works in the state of Utah but can help people all over (even Texas she says) you can even check out the company, Fortified Financial, to find out more details, so please spread the word, if the person you refer says you referred them you could even get a little bonus, referred to as a marketing fee (which isn't why I am doing this, I just know how great of a person she is and so I want to be able to help her, as the Lord says, when you are in the service of others you are in the service of the Lord) so please look into it and spread the word--she has the faith to move mountains and I know she can save people's houses.  

And I can personally assure you that if she is a part of it that this is perfectly legit, she wouldn't never work for dishonest people, this isn't a scam, and this will work!!!

Today is the beginning of the rest of my life

OK, so maybe today isn't as dramatic as it might sound but I am hoping to be able to do some pretty big things. I have been dabling with all my blogs and have been kind of flaky and I had sucessfully acquired folloowers and then I changed the topic of this blog and lost all my followers and the traffic to this site hasn't been too overwhelming so I have just kind of let it become forgotten but I decided today would be the day I take some action--this site actually means a lot ot me, I have a great testimony in my religion and yet the harder I try the harder Satan tries to tempt me to wonder and I don't want to, this site just isn't a place for me to share my thoughts on religion, this site helps me remember who I am, what I want from life and time there after, this site is a reminder of my goals, my dreams, and just why I have to avoid Satan's temptations.


So I am taking a big step, I have taken off all the other posts and this site is going to be soly for religious posts, so I am going to put my heart out there and if nobody reads this then that is ok, I guess, because then I won't have shared my heart, but I hope that this site is sucessful because I am putting my heart out there and I know if I get people who are also wiling ot put themselves out there that together we can grow and learn and grow closer to God

I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints but welcome members of all religions to join in and voice their opinions I just ask that we keep things uplifting, and absolutely no Bible bashing or religion bashing--please be kind.

thanks a ton, and hope you can enjoy this site as much as I enjoy having it

Yesterday we were able to listen to conference via my husbands laptop which we hooked up to the stereo so we could hear it, unfortunately none of us were willing to crunch into the office space to watch it, but we did listen, especially to the afternoon session, and it was amazing, I am hoping that my family will be willing to listen to the Saturday sessions at a later time because we missed both of those, not because we didn't want to watch them, to be truthfully honest I was too tired and so I slept through the morning session (I had been up early to go get an MRI and then we stopped by at the fair on the way home, so I was exhausted)

Anyhow, this, I do believe, is the first time I went to the relief society session and John attended the priesthood session, he came home so excited and even put on the priesthood session for us to listen to during the break between the 2 sessions on sunday--I thought that rather impressive since usually he wants as little to do with conference as possible, but i must admit, John is definitely a work in progress, but in the 10 yrs that I have known him (6 that I have been married to him) the progress has definitely been made and he has come a long way.)

John has been trying so hard to carry out his priesthood duties and is doing a rather good job at it, I have noticed that the more I try to invite the spirit into my house, whether it be by me keeping the house tidier than usual down to what "media" we allow to be enjoyed in the house, and the harder John strives to carry out his priesthood duties the easier it is to be a happy family--we don't fight as much (I didn't say we don't fight at all, we still fight, but we don't fight as much) and even though oone would think the more we are doing the less time we will have together, turns out it is the exact opposite--turns out that we have more time to enjoy each other, since we aren't fighting as much we get to enjoy that time, we aren't fighting over whose turn it is to do the dishes, I am no longer worried about how I am going to do everything I need to do, instead I do what I can and since I keep up rather than catch up it seems so much easier and less time consuming, I am probably working a lot more, but it doesn't seem like it and it also seems as if the work is easier

either way, I always thought a tidy house and a righteous family meant we never had time together because my husband would be too busy with his calling and I too busy cleaning and cooking, and although we aren't perfect, my house still gets dirty and my family is stuck fending for their own food, I am noticing a big difference, and it might just be that the harder we are trying the easier it seems because the Lord is on our side helping us out, we are no longer fighting the stream, we are still struggling to withold satan's power, but it seems as if he is stuck outside, I noticed that the last few fights we have had were in the car, not in the house, that our house is actually a place where we can escape satans power because I feel that the Lord is protecting us--I know that may sound weird, but that is what I have noticed since I have decided to finally put my foot down and make a few changes--like I said though, we aren't perfect, far from it actually, but the small changes I have already seen just prove to me that we are changing for the right reasons and that we are being rewarded, and for that I am thankful.

I keep thinking of all the judgments i use to make about "churchy people" but now I realize that those judgments were just one of the little things Satan did to keep me from enjoying the peace that comes when you live the way the Lord wants you to--I know our struggles aren't over, but I know with God by our side we can do anything--we might not like it, but God can give us the strength as long as we keep up the faith.

sick days

I think the thing i find hardest is being sick--this coming from somebody who took a record amount of sick days fromink I am still technically on sick leave from work when I was working as a flight attendant, a job that I that still considers me on sick leave after over a year of not being allowed to return to work--yes, I find being sick, I mean really sick, like can't lift your head cause you hurt so bad sick, is probably one of the hardest things I have to deal with--even harder than dealing with 5 kids under the age of 3.

so the last few days I have had to throw in the towel, because on top of being congested and the usual body aches that come with a cold I have noticed severe pain from less than mild exercise, as well as back pain after hurting my back--now with all that pain and the point that I have Neurocardiogenic syncope (a condition that causes me to pas out when my heart is under severe stress) has left me unable to do my normal daily activities, I have been at home stuck in bed wishing, just wishing I could muster up the strength to vacuum the front room and hall and stand long enough to do the dishes, I finally have a good reason to lay around and do nothing and yet I am irritated beyond believe that I'm not doing anything productive.

why is it that I can't help thinking about all the people I am letting down, all the things I could be doing to help others out if only I wasn't sick just keeps consuming my every thought--and yet I am now forced to take sick leave while I am on sick leave, which makes me wonder just where my obsession with helping everybody out came from.

all my childhood my mom made it a point to teach my siblings and me good work ethics, but at what point did good work ethics turn into an unhealthy obsession with pleasing everyone? Was it the day my mom's mini van got stuck in the snow and my mom walked to visit all her home health patients, including the ones who lived out of town (granted we lived in a small town, but there was one patient that lived about 15 miles from our house, and just imagine the weight of her nursing bag that she had to take with her), I always accredited that day as the best lesson my mom could teach me, but today I wonder was my mom over obsessed, too? Did my mom not teach us when it was OK to say "NO!" because my mom herself didn't know just how to tell her employer she just couldn't do it?

either way, before I get to thinking too deep I just wanted to let ya'll know i am sorry i haven't been posting lately but unfortunately I have been too busy trying to avoid the point that I am sick and currently unable to keep up with my daily activities, but one day (hopefully very soon) life will return to normal and i will return to my regular routines, which include daily blogs