The Miracle

The 8 little feet that make this house shake more than the African savanna during a stampede have all been tucked sweetly into bed (2 under the blankets, 2 out of the blankets, 2 wearing socks, and the last 2 in footy pajamas), and I can now have a moment of contemplation and thankfulness for the news that we so wonderfully received yesterday.

I have been thinking a lot about the situation with all the Easter goings on. I adore Easter. Always have. The peeps covered in colored sugar, the ham covered in glaze, and the eggs covered in deviled. Fantastic. But it has always been the promise of spring, of new life, and new beginnings that captured me. That terrible frozen winter is no match for the warmer sun with its lengthening days of spring. It has always been a metaphor for me that I love to witness every single year. There is no trial or test that will ever beat out the love and blessings hidden within it. With the bad will ALWAYS come the good. It is always there, hidden underneath the snow, waiting to burst forth with new life.

Even the ultimate is not really the ultimate:

Death is conquered. Man is free.


But this year was a little tricky for me. I am ready for mom to have that perfected body right now. I don't want to have to go through the rest of it. Just straight to the perfection, please. We are looking for miracles, and right now would be a good time for one.

And then it happened. Just like that. The miracle came. Right in front of our button noses. Hope made it's wondrous return, and fear took its leave. Faith was strengthened. Gratitude and tear filled thankfulness were inadequately and humbly expressed.

We have all been given so many promises of blessings, and the realization of them. Real Power in the Priesthood, answers to prayer, and the assurance that we will never go through anything alone. This in addition to the promise of spirits reuniting with glorified bodies that has been given to every person who has ever walked this earth, no matter how imperfect the life. All from a loving Father who is guiding every moment.

I know he is there. I know it with every unreminded beat this heart of mine takes. There are miracles every day; with more and more to come.