This past week, I have been rereading one of my favourite books, Little Women. I have thoroughly enjoyed it, and found so many little treasures within it that I have never noticed in my many previous readings (I've been reading it since I was eight).
This morning, I came across a passage that blew me away.
Marmee says to Jo,
"My child, the troubles and temptations of your life are beginning and may be many, but you can overcome and outlive them all if you learn to feel the strength and tenderness of your Heavenly Father as you do that of your earthly one. The more you love and trust Him, the nearer you will feel to Him, and the less you will depend on human power and wisdom. His love and care never tire or change, can never be taken from you, but may become the source of lifelong peace, happiness, and strength. Believe this heartily and go to God with all your little cares, and hopes, and sins, and sorrows, as freely and confidingly as you come to your mother."
How amazing is that? Now I know why the Prophet and Apostles counsel us to read good books along with our scriptures. Good books can uplift us, and make us want to be better. I had no idea when I started reading this morning that I would find inspiration reading from the words of my friend, Louisa May.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Secret Santa
I have a tip for you.
Pay attention.
Trust me, this is gold.
If you are home alone, waiting for the husband to get home for work, and the doorbell rings, answer it. Really, truly, I kid you not. Blessings await you once you open that door.
On Monday night, I was hanging out in bed, eating crackers and watching episode upon episode of Parenthood on Netflix. I had just finished two exams that morning and afternoon, so I was definitely enjoying the time to relax. I was expecting my dear husband, Christopher to be home from work any moment. It was nearly 10:30 and the doorbell rang. I wasn't sure if it was for us, or our neighbour upstairs, but I decided to check it out anyhow. I opened the door, and there were two people at the door. I recognized the girl (because I'm the person that knows who other people are, but no one knows who I am), but didn't know them personally. They asked if we were the Craigs, and handed me a Christmas present. I awkwardly said thank you and wished them a Merry Christmas, and headed back downstairs to see what was wrapped inside the tiny gift. To my amazement (and still writing this I am not believing it), there were $200 in giftcards (for groceries, dinner and movies). I was so excited when Christopher walked in the door and I got to tell him the good news.
We are so blessed. We wish we knew who was our Secret Santa, but they obviously wanted to be anonymous, and that's okay. It is so humbling to know that somebody loves us and is thinking of us. The blessings just keep coming, and coming.
Pay attention.
Trust me, this is gold.
If you are home alone, waiting for the husband to get home for work, and the doorbell rings, answer it. Really, truly, I kid you not. Blessings await you once you open that door.
On Monday night, I was hanging out in bed, eating crackers and watching episode upon episode of Parenthood on Netflix. I had just finished two exams that morning and afternoon, so I was definitely enjoying the time to relax. I was expecting my dear husband, Christopher to be home from work any moment. It was nearly 10:30 and the doorbell rang. I wasn't sure if it was for us, or our neighbour upstairs, but I decided to check it out anyhow. I opened the door, and there were two people at the door. I recognized the girl (because I'm the person that knows who other people are, but no one knows who I am), but didn't know them personally. They asked if we were the Craigs, and handed me a Christmas present. I awkwardly said thank you and wished them a Merry Christmas, and headed back downstairs to see what was wrapped inside the tiny gift. To my amazement (and still writing this I am not believing it), there were $200 in giftcards (for groceries, dinner and movies). I was so excited when Christopher walked in the door and I got to tell him the good news.
We are so blessed. We wish we knew who was our Secret Santa, but they obviously wanted to be anonymous, and that's okay. It is so humbling to know that somebody loves us and is thinking of us. The blessings just keep coming, and coming.
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