This weeks lesson is reading 2 Nephi Chapters 9-16. We had the opportunity to watch a few videos from a "Digging Deeper" section from the lesson. One that really had me on the edge of my seat was a Mormon Message called "We can Live with God Again" If you have lost a love one this is a great video to watch. It is only about 4 mins long.
In the pictures below are two amazing members of my family (well, actually five, the three little ones are mine as well!) My mom is in the picture with my daughters. This is about 6 months before she passed away of Heart Failure. She outlived what every doctor expected her to. She bore 3 children when it was recommend her not to. Her health always tried to restrict her activity but she wouldn't let it. She loved her Children/Grandchildren to the fullest and dropped everything for them. She was so talented. Loved to sew and create anything off the top of her head. She loved the UT Jazz, (Karl Malone was her favorite), Michael Bolton, Sam Elliot, and she played Simon and Garfunkel just to drive us crazy. She would laugh and cry with you. She loved serving others and would never say "No!"
Toward the end of her earthly life she tried to prepare me. I didn't want to hear it. She even asked me what Christmas ornaments I wanted. Mom would share spiritual experiences that she was beginning to have and that she felt her time was near.
I remember her coming to visit after one of her Dr appointments. (I lived in UT at the time and my parents in NV she went to the U for her Dr) She had ornaments with her and a few other odds and ends. She loved to sew and wanted to do some mending that I had before she went home. I knew at the time that I was pregnant with my 3rd but wanted to keep it a secret until she came up for her next appointment which would be the time that we found out what we would be having.
3 weeks after she was in our home she called me and was as lively as could be. I don't remember her acting so alive and she said she felt great. Mom then asked me "When you have your son, are you naming him...." Then said the name that we had been talking about. I started laughing and joking with her that it would be a while away. (I had a 2 year old and 7 month old already). The very next morning I called her and she wasn't feeling well. She also had a fall and was in bed and said she would call me later. That evening I was at the Relief Society Birthday dinner and for some reason I didn't take my cell phone with me. When I got home I had a ton of missed calls. Just as I went to check my messages my dad called with the news that she had passed.
A few months later we went in for the ultrasound and found out we were having a boy. At that second I knew that my mom was more in-tune and knew that we were having a boy without me even saying anything.
I am grateful for her example and her love and I have great memories that I share with my kids all the time. They didn't have the chance to be with her as much as her other grandchildren and I want to keep her memory alive so that they will know and love her the same.
The picture below is of my younger brother Anthony. He is holding our son just 7 days after he was born. I am so grateful that I was able to get a picture like this of him. Just 6 months later Anthony took his own life. Leaving behind his wife and two young boys. This tragic event was just 13 months after my mother's passing. I couldn't understand why our family was hit so hard. I was so mad at my brother for doing this to our family and especially his. I thought he was selfish for not standing up and taking on the world and all that we go through everyday. A neighbor that lived across the street from me saw me on the porch crying on the phone to my sister in law. When I got off the phone I told her what had happened and how mad I was. She ran home and found this talk by Elder M Russell Ballard I would encourage you to read it. It really helped me get pass the anger that I felt. Elder Ballard shared a quote from Elder Bruce R. McConkie "...he knows the thoughts, intents, and abilities of men; and he in his infinite wisdom will make all things right in due course."
I loved my brother so much. I still do. I think about him and my mother all the time. My husband was able to do his temple work and I hope that when the time comes and I see him again that he will have accepted the work that was done for him.
Toward the end of her earthly life she tried to prepare me. I didn't want to hear it. She even asked me what Christmas ornaments I wanted. Mom would share spiritual experiences that she was beginning to have and that she felt her time was near.
I remember her coming to visit after one of her Dr appointments. (I lived in UT at the time and my parents in NV she went to the U for her Dr) She had ornaments with her and a few other odds and ends. She loved to sew and wanted to do some mending that I had before she went home. I knew at the time that I was pregnant with my 3rd but wanted to keep it a secret until she came up for her next appointment which would be the time that we found out what we would be having.
3 weeks after she was in our home she called me and was as lively as could be. I don't remember her acting so alive and she said she felt great. Mom then asked me "When you have your son, are you naming him...." Then said the name that we had been talking about. I started laughing and joking with her that it would be a while away. (I had a 2 year old and 7 month old already). The very next morning I called her and she wasn't feeling well. She also had a fall and was in bed and said she would call me later. That evening I was at the Relief Society Birthday dinner and for some reason I didn't take my cell phone with me. When I got home I had a ton of missed calls. Just as I went to check my messages my dad called with the news that she had passed.
A few months later we went in for the ultrasound and found out we were having a boy. At that second I knew that my mom was more in-tune and knew that we were having a boy without me even saying anything.
I am grateful for her example and her love and I have great memories that I share with my kids all the time. They didn't have the chance to be with her as much as her other grandchildren and I want to keep her memory alive so that they will know and love her the same.
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| Grandma "J" enjoying her grand-babies |
I loved my brother so much. I still do. I think about him and my mother all the time. My husband was able to do his temple work and I hope that when the time comes and I see him again that he will have accepted the work that was done for him.
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| Uncle Anthony |
I don't really know just how to put my feelings into the perfect words right now. But I do know that I have gained a stronger testimony of the Atonement.
2 Nephi 9 20-22 "O how great the holiness of our God! For he knoweth all things, and there is not anything save he knows it.
And he commeth into the world that he may save all men if they will hearken unto his voice; for behold, he suffereth the pains of all men, yea, the pains of every living creature, both men, women, and children, who belong to the family of Adam.
And he suffereth this that the resurrection might pass upon all men, that all might stand before him at the great and judgment day."
I am grateful for the love that the Savior has for all of us. I cant even imagine how he felt in the Garden of Gethsemane as he bled from every pore and felt every single pain that we have felt. I love him more and more as I think about it. My heart is full. I want to become more like him.
In the closing remarks of Elder Ballard talk he says "I am grateful for the great plan of salvation our Father in Heaven has provided for us. It is a plan of great fairness and a plan of great love.
As I think about the worry and agony of those whose loved one has taken his of her own life, I find deep comfort and faith in the Lord's promise and blessing to us who remain in mortality: "Peace I leave with you , my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled. Neither let it be afraid." (John 14:27)"
2 Nephi 9 20-22 "O how great the holiness of our God! For he knoweth all things, and there is not anything save he knows it.
And he commeth into the world that he may save all men if they will hearken unto his voice; for behold, he suffereth the pains of all men, yea, the pains of every living creature, both men, women, and children, who belong to the family of Adam.
And he suffereth this that the resurrection might pass upon all men, that all might stand before him at the great and judgment day."
I am grateful for the love that the Savior has for all of us. I cant even imagine how he felt in the Garden of Gethsemane as he bled from every pore and felt every single pain that we have felt. I love him more and more as I think about it. My heart is full. I want to become more like him.
In the closing remarks of Elder Ballard talk he says "I am grateful for the great plan of salvation our Father in Heaven has provided for us. It is a plan of great fairness and a plan of great love.
As I think about the worry and agony of those whose loved one has taken his of her own life, I find deep comfort and faith in the Lord's promise and blessing to us who remain in mortality: "Peace I leave with you , my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled. Neither let it be afraid." (John 14:27)"
My prayers are with you that you may feel comfort as well as knowing that you will be with your loved ones again.
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