Friday, August 30, 2013

Thank you for filling me in on the video problem. I think I have corrected it now. Just click on the links and it will take you to the video source. =}

My girls thought the following link would be appropriate as we are considering a cruise sometime this year and it goes along well with my topic today...

Since the accident, the Lord has truly blessed us with our new life.  I have taken the counsel to pray and ask for the Spirit to gently remind me what to be grateful for. I am very grateful for many things, but He always reminds me to be grateful for "My Life". That is the gentle reminder I seem to always get. If you're a griever you may understand how days can go by that seem neither good nor bad, they just "are". You may also find yourself "waiting" out your existence. Death is not scary now for I have a friend waiting there for me. But, my life is not done. I have children to teach, to play with, to watch grow, to cherish now and for all eternity.  I have a new family that fits into my ever growing heart. I have new and interesting  people to meet, a great big beautiful world to see, knowledge to gain and talents I have not discovered or have yet to 'master'. And yet, I do need to be reminded to be grateful for my life for my life is abundant.

We all have our trials. Some of us must have signed up for more than others… ;) raising our hands at each one, so eager to come to earth, to grown and learn and return with honour to our Heavenly Father. So hang on. Remember that:
faith is things which are hoped for and not seen; wherefore, dispute not because ye see not, for ye receive no witness until after the trial of your faith." Ether 12:6

On that note, enjoy the video and I hope we will all try a little harder each day to live up to our potential and our privileges, whatever they may be at this time. Enjoy your journey!

Your Potential, Your Privileges



This is also wonderful: 




This is a most moving song too:





Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Another testament of the Plan of Salvation

Our Angel: Round About to Lift Us Up


Three years ago today I stood with my girls beside a wooden box. Tears filled our eyes and ran down our faces. Grandpa (Brian's Dad) stood stiff as a board; trying hard not to show any feelings. Perhaps not wanting to break down in front of my little girls. We were given markers to write our feelings of love and tenderness; our goodbyes on the box. That's when I felt him standing beside me. I was overcome with peace. How could I cry tears of sadness in missing Brian when I felt him so strongly by my side? I could not. I was warm. I was comforted. I knew Brian existed in some new form. He was lifting us up, supporting us in this - the most difficult time of our lives.
Pressing the big red button was really tough though, even with Brian there. So difficult. So very difficult. This was my beautiful husbands remains from a terrible flying accident where his body was burnt. And here I was sending what was found in the rubble back into the flames: his tall, slender body, his tender hands, his fast running feet, his strong bike riding legs, his dark curly hair, gentle hazel eyes with flecks of gold. (What was really left of him laying in that box, I did not know. I was told it was his torso.) I watched as the box made its way down the conveyor belt until the metal door closed. How is it possible to be at your most painful grief-stricken moment in your life and to also feel peace? Brian was with us the whole time.

He is still their Daddy. He still loves them and cares about what they learn and who they become. He is still his father's son. They have now been reunited. His is still my eternal companion, one of my very best friends. And even though I have faith that we will both be reunited again and both be resurrected as the Savior's Atonment promises, I still miss him. The tears are fewer and far between but I will always miss him. Until we meet again - Brian is our angel.