A Day Worth Documenting

It has been a difficult few weeks. We have been feeling totally weighed down as Dan is knee-deep in a really heavy semester and the kids and I have been spending a lot of time indoors. (With it being winter and all) I have to admit, I have been going through an oh-poor-me phase. Today was one of those days inspired just for me. I think that it is a tool of the adversary to fill our minds with thoughts of discouragement and frustration. I know that when I get in that mood, it is just a downward spiral. I am impatient and grumpy. Well, today we had the opportunity to attend a sacrament meeting at the children's hospital. Dan was asked to speak. (He did an amazing job, by the way) So here I am sitting with my two healthy children surrounded by a room full of families with sick children. We arrived early and I don't think I was prepared for the emotions I would feel as the children were being wheeled into the room. I was struck with a feeling that Heavenly Father is very aware of each of us. Even in the midst of sickness, these families were coming to worship and gain strength in the message of Christ. The Spirit in the room was so strong. Though it sounds crazy, I had the strongest impression that Heavenly Father is mindful of my troubles, though not as big as these families. I also left there with a deep sense of gratitude for healthy children and joy that I am a mother. This was followed by a beautiful ward conference about becoming disciples of Jesus Christ. It was a lovely day. So I encourage anyone who might feel discouraged to stop and count your blessings. We truly have so much to be grateful for. No more down-in-the dumps me!