The things that matter most

So, it has been a really, and I mean really long time since I have posted anything.  Yesterday, in Young Women's, we were reminded again about the importance of journal keeping.  Today, I made a conscious effort to take a moment at the end of the day, and just write down a few things.   Nothing was particularly noteworthy; but, I must say it felt good.  I also took the time to read in my scriptures.  That felt really good as well.  I read the first little part of 2 Nephi and again was impressed by several verses.

At times such as these, I feel like bonking myself on the head for being such a slacker.  I get so caught up in the day to day stuff, that I forget my eternal perspective and what I should be doing to progress spiritually.  

I asked each of the kids to make a goal this summer to accomplish something.  Their goals ranged from making sure to hit at least 1 three pointer in basketball everyday (Jacob) to painting her toelnails each week so they looked nice (Meghan).  Caleb decided to try and read at least one chapter book each week.   Andrew decided to try and be nicer because that is what Jesus always wants you to do. :)  After thinking long and hard about it, I am going to have my goal be to write something in a journal of sorts, everyday . . . even if it is a very short entry.  I am also going to read in my scriptures each day.  It will be a lot of fun to see how each of us progresses on our goals.

Another little reminder today happened when I went to pick up our lawn mower from Honest Engine in Layton.  I happened to run into an old friend, Troy V. who I met in Israel back in 1993.  I haven't seen him in 16 years!  Wow, it brought back so many fun and wonderful memories of such a special time in my life.  It also reminded me of how good it felt/feels when you are in tune with the Lord, His will, and His ways.  I am again blessed by tender mercies and reminders.

Last thought . . . . yesterday in  church, Caleb leaned over and said that he would go up and share his testimony if I would.  I looked at him as I was wrestling the twins and said, I don't see how I can with these two little darlings.  The next thing I know, they are both screaming (the usual "my mom" war).  Michael took out Ethan, and Meghan took out Marta.  In other words, I guess I really needed to share my testimony.  The Lord truly is involved in the tiny details of our lives.