Joh 14:27

Today has been one of those days.

Not one of "those" days, but one of those days that draw me nearer to my father in heaven and make me feel that I am a daughter of God.

I mean, I always know that I am a daughter of God.

There is a difference between kowing and feeling.

It was fast Sunday today, and in an interview with my bishop a few weeks ago he asked me how long it had been since I'd read my patriarchal blessing.

I admit. It'd been a while.

He challenged me to fast the next fast Suday (today) and after my fast to read my blessing and that I'd fnd answers thatI needed at this point in my life.

I'm in no mid-life crisis, I'm just starting college, considering going into a singles ward, and opening a new chapter of my life.

I ad no burning questions that needed answerng.

In fact, I opened my fast and told my Heavely Father that I honestly didn't know what answers I was looking for... just something that He knew I needed.

I fasted.

I prayed.

I really strived to feel the Spirit during my entire fast.

And once I closed, and opened that blessing, it's like I was reading something brand new.

Old sentences took on new meanings, and I recieved reassurances, enlightenment, and encouragement that I really needed.

Like a big bear hug straight from heaven.

And later today my mom brought over my cousins Lexe (2 1/2) and Avery (almost 6 months).

We've been dealing with some family hardship at the moment and have been helping out with these two little sweethearts.

And I swear, they make me feel like a million bucks!

As soon as I walked into the kitchen where my mom was holding Avery she squealed upon seeing me and flashed me one of her little toothless grins.

And when I was getting Lexee to bed (she's sharing my bed tonight) all she could do was chat, and squirm... but she was just oh so tired.

When she finally ran out of steam she was sitting up at the foot of my bed and just started crying tears of exhaustion and trauma from the week's dramas.

I asked her if she wanted to come lay by me and she immediately crawled over and snuggled into my shoulder, pulling my arm over her like a blanket, and asing me to sing her primary songs in her still teary voice.

Lying there with her sweet little body curled up next to mine I got the tiniest glimpse of what motherhood is like... and I know that Heavenly Father was whispering to me, "This is your divine purpose".

I love this gospel more than anything.

I'm so grateful for my family.

I know God lives.

And I'm so happy to be living the life I am living. :)

Happy Sabbath!