Jars of Baby Food

Today I was at the grocery store and saw a clearance bin had baby food jars for 30 cents each. I was shocked to see them that cheap and loaded up. On my way home, I pieced it together. This was a direct answer to my prayers a couple of weeks ago. I had prayed that I would be able to be more wise in my spending and staying within my budget. Baby food is a necessity, but the cost does ad up quickly. I recognized that the Lord was helping me and not just with today's purchase. But the last time I bought baby food, I was at Target and again found a lot of baby food on clearance for a great price. And then between these two purchases, a friend asked me if I could use the baby food that her youngest doesn't eat anymore. We often look for the Lord's hand in our lives in big important ways, when he most frequently helps out with the small and simple things. By noticing this answered prayer I know that my Heavenly Father listens to even the small things that are important to me. He truly does love us.

Quote of the Week

To open the musical Fiddler on the Roof, Tevye, a Russian dairyman of Jewish descent, speaks these lines:
“Here in Anatevka we have our traditions for everything—how to eat, how to sleep, how to work, even how to wear clothes. For instance, we always keep our heads covered; we wear these little prayer shawls. This shows our constant devotion to God. You may ask, how did this tradition get started? I’ll tell you—I don’t know! But it’s a tradition. Because of our traditions everyone here knows who he is and what God expects him to do.”
I hope that as I teach my little daughters how to pray, love, worship, and study the scriptures, that they will know who they are. That they are daughters of a loving God and that they will know His will for them in all things. This quote is a reminder to me that our daily activities become our traditions and I must choose wisely.

Pink Sprinkles

Last night I read a scripture that caught my attention. 1 Peter 4:12-13 "Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you: But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ's sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy." The trials we face are not a strange thing that has happened to us but they teach us principles and compel us to turn to God. And if we have faith in Jesus Christ and pray for his help and the healing power of the Atonement we will know joy. The trials won't be taken from us but we will know joy and peace in the midst of them.

Last night I really wanted to attend a parenting class on power struggles. And since Gracie is 2 it was warranted. Everything worked out, Lydia napped up until I left and I took her with me. She was happy and pleasant during the class. Luis agreed to put Gracie to bed and I told Gracie that if she went to bed on time at 7:30 pm she would get pancakes with pink sprinkles for breakfast. When I came home, Gracie was in bed asleep and she got pancakes with pink sprinkles for breakfast this morning.

February

The Lord has truly blessed us this month. Our smoke alarm alerted us in the middle of the night that there was smoke in the hall. The smell of it didn't wake us up. We were also lucky that there wasn't a fire (our furnace died and was filling the house with smoke.) I am also thankful this month for Lady and the Tramp and the Wonderpets, without whom I wouldn't be able to get my picky eater to eat spagetti and celery. And today, I am thankful for Aunt Shelby who found the crib toy I was looking for 2nd hand. She packed up the kids and went and bought it for me at a fraction of the new price. Thanks Shelbs for being so kind! Hopefully this will help our little one to fall asleep with less crying.

Seeds of Faith

Today we met with the Bishop of the ward and little Gracie answered all of his questions correctly. She told him about the Temple, and pointed out who Jesus was in the pictures. She also mentioned prayer and then told the Bishop that Jesus watches her while she's sleeping. It was a sweet moment seeing the seeds of her testimony beginning to grow.