Sunday, November 22, 2009

Yes I know Heavenly Father loves me...

We sang this song in Primary today and I was so happy for it. I haven't heard that song for the longest time and it really just hit me how very much I have to be grateful for. I love this time of year, I head someone describe the holidays in this way. First we have Thanksgiving because we have to be humble and thankful in order to receive the gift which is Christ and his atonement. Then we celebrate Christmas and realize all that he did for us to make it possible for us to return to our Father in Heaven, then we think of how we want to be better in order to do that, New Years and resolutions. Crazy hu?
My lesson today was on the Handcart companies and all they went through and despite all the trials and sorrow and pain none of them ever criticized the leaders of the church for having them come at such a late time. None of them ever fell away. One man said he would do it again if it meant he would get to know God so personally and deeply. It really kind of puts our trials and troubles into perspective. Trials can either move you closer to God or push you away, and it's your choice which.

I guess even though I hate it and I wish I was out of this trial, I am thankful for it. It has brought my husband and I closer together. I am so thankful for his kind heart and funny way. I am so very thankful that he holds the priesthood worthily and has been able to bring me much joy and comfort through the blessings he has facilitated. I am thankful that when I finally do have my family, I may appreciate that blessing more, maybe I won't ever take it for granted. That's a lofty thing to say, but I know it will help ground me more when things are tough. I have also learned to depend on my Father in Heaven much more, because in some situations there is just nothing else you can depend on.
I am just really grateful, and very hopeful that we might be blessed with our sweet family soon. I think we will.

Also I finished Mrs. Cactus. Of course, as is tradition, Mr. Cactus is tall and slender and Mrs. Cactus is round and loveable. Yay round! Jack Sprat and all of that.
Here she is in all of her yarny glory:




I think Mr. Cactus looks happier. It is not good for man to be alone you know. They are cute little couple if I do say so myself.



Whenever I hear the song of a bird
Or look at the blue, blue sky,
Whenever I feel the rain on my face
Or the wind as it rushes by,
Whenever I touch a velvet rose
Or walk by a lilac tree,
I’m glad that I live in this beautiful world
Heavenly Father created for me.

He gave me my eyes that I might see
The color of butterfly wings.
He gave my ears that I might hear
The magical sound of things.
He gave me my life, mind, my heart;
I thank Him rev’rently
For all his creations, of which I’m a part.
Yes, I know Heavenly Father loves me.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I feel crafty, oh so crafty...

In lieu of a weekend of tears, (ie, crying yourself to sleep only to wake up early the next morning and start crying.) I have taken the counsel I have received to find things to create and make and enjoy and keep my mind off of other things that are bothering me greatly.
I have made several hats. One of which has actually turned out but looks like a beanie on my head. I am still not convinced it is not to small for my large head, but I did make it and it does "look" right. I have made one wrist warmer, the other one came out looking like it was made for a bear claw, so maybe someday I will get back on that and actually have a set.
Today, however, I present to you 1 in a series of 2. Mr. Cactus. The cuddliest cactus you will ever know....


Behold!





Fun times hu? This cactus is a gift but I am not saying to whom in case she reads my blog, which I have no evidence for, but will withhold none-the-less. Mrs. Cactus will be joining us shortly.
Once I start her.
I started good ol' Mr. Cactus yesterday after work. I have grossly underestimated the amount of brown yarn needed, so Mrs. Cactus might be awhile.
I am sure you care about all of this.

Anyway, someone else tried to break into our house. I feel like I should live in freaking New York City or something. Honestly, what's the deal? I am really not a fan of this feeling. Lame.

But the cactus isn't lame, and that is what I will choose to focus on.

*chants* Caaaaaaaaacccccctuuuuuuusssssss!