I created this blog when my sweet little girl, Kristen, was diagnosed with cancer, for the third time. After fighting for almost 3 years Kristen was called home to that same God who gave her life. One of my favorite quotes comes from Neal A. Maxwell- "Those who "plow in hope" not only understand the law of the harvest but they also understand what growing seasons are all about. True, those with genuine hope may see their proximate circumstances shaken like a kaleidoscope at times, yet with the "Eye of faith" they still see divine design." Kristen blessed lives and continues to do so. Her light continues to shine. As for me, I continue to "plow in hope" knowing well that Kristen is mine for eternity. Families can be together forever!

Monday, April 18, 2016

peace, be still

Two of my grandchildren belong to a children's choir.
This past weekend their choir presented "The Mikado."
I love that they are in the choir. They are learning so much.
I wish I could sing.  

This lovely lady recently celebrated her birthday.
She couldn't think of anything she wanted or needed.
I saw these adorable hot pink shoes and decided she needed them.
Who doesn't need a pair of hot pink shoes?

This little one spent the weekend at my house. 
She loves life and is such a delight.
She has recently learned a new word.
(she didn't learn it from me)
It's a four letter word that starts with an S.
It was quite funny the first few times she said it but we've decided
we better not laugh anymore. 

This little guy is 6 months old.
He is such a joy and has a smile for everyone.

This girl had a dance completion this past weekend.
She did a great job.
I think she is something like 7 going on 17.

Richard's father was diagnosed with lymphoma this past week.
We really hate cancer.
He'll be meeting with the cancer docs later this week to come up with a plan.
He is a great man, a wise man.
As I sat in church wondering what the next few weeks would bring,
I opened the hymn book to prepare to sing the opening song.
The organist began playing, Master, The Tempest is Raging.
That is just how I felt inside, like we were surrounded by a raging storm.
Then we sang the chorus,

Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea
Or demons or men or whatever it be,
No waters can swallow the ship where lies
The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will:
Peace, be still

And at that moment I felt peace. 
I have faith in my Heavenly Father's plan.

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