Something important to me

As I reflected upon my scripture study this morning, I was once again reminded that there has been great sacrifices made so that we can have our scriptures. There have been sacrifices of time, fasting and prayer. There has been fear for one's life to preserve the records. Lives have been freely given and lives taken for the truths of the things contained in the scriptures. Children have suffered the loss of fathers and/or mothers who defended the sacred records. Individuals have gone without sleep, and food and comfort so that we could have the Book of Mormon today. In order to have our scriptures people have had to hide in caves, have had to feel inadequate in their ability to write or have sought worthiness to receive revelation. Individuals have left home, been spit upon, stoned, imprisoned for trying to bring the JOY of the gospel of Jesus Christ into the lives of those "who did not understand." I wonder if there are many of us today "who do not understand." In all of known history Satan has tried to keep sacred records from coming forth. Just read the Book of Mormon with the intent of understanding how important the records were and how hard Satan tried to thwart the keeping of the records, and you will soon see that we will never know all that has been done to give us our scriptures. Today, scriptures are miraculously available to us all; and yet, we are distracted from them by all of the entertainment that is available to us and by our "busy"ness with life. We have been given a precious gift from our Father in Heaven, and I pray that we are using it and showing Him that we are thankful for it. I think we can all do a little bit better.

Yum!

May I just suggest that anyone that can, should go to Aunt Karla's Blog. She has given her recipes of chicken soup and chicken pot pie. If you want something good, this is it. Of course, I am not sure if it's the recipe or the cook that has the touch, but I'm excited to get her recipe.

I can safely guess that if the Bennett/Call blood flows in your veins, then you will be able to make this recipe just fine. That's my blog for today. It's a good one!!!

Fun morning

The morning was wonderful except for one thing that I will tell now--before I tell the fun. Devan called and said he wanted me to know before I heard from someone else. Yesterday, at work, while training to hold prisoners in an arm lock, Devan moved his arm at a wrong angle and tore his rotter cuff. (sp?) At any rate, after many steps forward, this is a step backward and I can't help wondering what he and Heather are supposed to learn from this. I feel helpless from Utah, but he is in my prayers.

The fun began with a beautiful, sunshinny day. I just love the brightness and warmth after this past winter. I had a lovely talk with my parents while driving to Michelle's. I was going to give Michelle a surprise visit but she called and asked what we were doing today since she gave me the "day off" yesterday. I told Michelle this was a normal day off and since she took away my surprise of seeing her spontaneously I wasn't sure if I would come. She convinced me to come, however, because she needed milk and Joe is not allowed in public since is close to "0" in his important blood counts for fighting off infections. I think Michelle uses the word "nutriphenic". So, I drove to Michelle's. The instant I walked in the door, Miss Sophie said in her adult tone, "Hi Mamaw!!!" And then laughed with delight. She, Joe, and I played and laughed and giggled and tickled and crawled, and played "Ashes, ashes," for some time. I watched Michelle as she watched us and her face was alight with joy for her children. Now, anyone reading, I tell you, this is payback time. To see joy in your daughter's eyes as she experiences joy for her children has got to be as close to getting a glimpse of heaven while on earth that anyone can get. They are indeed, "Precious Moments."

Michelle and I ran errands mostly so we could get her and the kids out of the house for a moment. We ran to Joey's work to take him his phone, to the bank and then I sat in the car with Joe and Gus while Michelle took Miss Sophie in Target to get some size 1 diapers. Back at Joey's work we parted for the day but I felt so happy and blessed to know that Michelle and Joey are doing so well in spite of life's challenges.

Grandma's Magic Touch!

When it comes to getting Joe to take a nap, no one is better at it than Grandma! With Michelle he plays too much. By himself he worries and pouts that he's not in with everyone else, but with Grandma he falls right to sleep! It was so cute yesterday when Mom and I were watching the kids, while Michelle took Gus to his 2 week check up, to walk in and find the two of them asleep. I don't know what Joe would do without his Grandma sometimes. He's just one more of us that would be lost without her!

Just keeping it real...

In honor of Mom blogging I thought I would share a funny about her from the other day. She was warned that I might do this...I have resisted since Saturday! Saturday, I went upstairs and Mom was watching the movie Minority Report...I had forgotten the movie so I sat down to watch with her since Zak was still asleep and since it was nearly noon I just couldn't sleep any more. It got to the part where the gross doctor guy changes his eyes and leaves him alone in the filthy apartment. Do you all remember the part where he goes to eat the sandwich, but grabs a disgustingly moldy who-knows-what instead and spits it out? Well I did so I turned my head towards Mom who was totally engrossed in the show, which is NOT normal, she typically is playing a little hand held game or doing some Sudoku or reading or sleeping...NOT watching the movie. After watching her instead of the movie for a minute I understood why!!! She was so into the movie that when he spit out the yucky food she suddenly started to spit out saliva until I burst out laughing and she realized what she had done. We laughed so hard that we woke Zak up downstairs and have been laughing about it ever since...even if Mom is completely embarrassed! Mom...I love you!!! Thanks for telling me that I could share your embarrasing moment with the world even when I know you would have prefered it staying between us!

Fear of Disappointing

Rachael has been at me for days to start blogging. I do not see the sense and told her so. I have thought that blogging would be just another time-waster. Rachael knows that one of my weaknesses is "journals." Or at least I think she does. At any rate she told me that blogging is like keeping a journal. To prove it she had me go to my niece's(Nicole) blog spot. I had a good time laughing and feeling what Nicole goes through as a mother and even made the comment that these articles and pictures are priceless. I said to Rachael as we read some of Nicole's stories, that Nicole will treasure these in years to come. So, perhaps I will try to do some blogging. I am not sure I can do the site justice for visiting it; but I will try my hand at it. I will still keep a hand-written journal, however, because I just do not trust that computers will always be available and I would hate to loose anything as precious as what Rachael, Nicole, Michelle, Kim, or all the other have put on their blogs spots that I look forward to reading. Wish me faith. I need it.