Plans change, and life gets in the way some times and we make adjustments. Today, she spent the day with her parents and older sister in another city riding bikes and playing in the sunshine with her other Nana and Papa, who I am eternally grateful for. Family is such a blessing and now more than ever I try to appreciate having people around that love me and those that I love.
In my heart I know that I will be able to hug and squeeze them again, but inside, there is a place that feels like something is missing. Something that I might not get back.
As I have been praying for the past couple weeks, remembering my family in my prayers and asking for messengers to watch over each of my children, my eyes cannot help but become moist. Asking for their protection in this troubled world, asking for them to be safe and to not be fearful. Desiring for them to stay close to the spirit and to listen for that still small voice of warning....my heart aches for them and so many more.
I cannot help but wonder and ask...Father, how do you do it? How can you send so many of your children, that you love so dearly into this world knowing what they will face. Knowing the heartache they will endure, the difficult choices they will need to make? The love that I have for my 4 children, and my soon to be 8 grandchildren is so great, it is difficult to imagine what He and Heavenly Mother must feel.
I do know this, I know with my limited knowledge of all that is, and the intensity of love that burns in my heart for all my children and grandchildren and the fact that I would literally do anything in my power to keep them safe, and watched over and happy, the love that our Heavenly parents and Christ have for us is without measure.
I know that my children will soon return. That I will make that Peppa Pig cake and I will get to squeeze that little 3 year old tight, but tonight my arms ache, and I long to be with my family. What I really want is to be home, in heaven surrounded by all of my children and grand children and great grandchildren for all of eternity. That is what keeps me going. That is what makes each day worth living. Because there really in nothing I would not do, to bring them each safely home.
Our Heavenly home is like that. A Father and Mother that desire for us to be safe and happy and at peace. They desire our protection from the evil of this world. They long for us to find happiness and joy in this life and in the eternities...and there is no limit to their love for us. Some days we get sidetracked, plans change, and we course correct. We can always know, their door is always available if we but knock. There is nothing like going home.
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I LOVE this. When we are told to keep journals that our ancestors can get strength from, this is the kind of entry they are talking about. Beautiful.
I'm more amazed each day by the power of the family unit. I look all around me at other families who ACTUALLY love their kids as much as I love mine. Just like you and me, they would do anything for their kids well being - and brother and sister, cousins, aunts and uncles, all helping each other out...the potential for good there is huge. And that yearning to be together, and safe, that we are feeling, come straight from what we remember feeling in the per-existence. The veil is getting thinner with each passing year - longing for home and family. Endure to the end. Help others do the same. The reward is going to be amazing.
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