Quick Quote for a Busy Day

This is turning into one of those weeks were I'm going non-stop. I still wanted to check in with the blog, so I thought I'd put up one of my favorite quotes.  It's especially appropriate considering this month I am also doing March-A-Thon through a writers group called Authors Incognito. We've all set some pretty lofty goals for our writing and sometimes I wonder if I'll get the time to accomplish them all.

"Let your first business be to perform your duties at home. But inasmuch as you are wise stewards, you will find time for social duties, because these are incumbent upon us as daughters and mothers in Zion. By seeking to perform every duty you will find that your capacity will increase, and you will be astonished at what you can accomplish." 
-Eliza R. Snow, Daughters in My Kingdom

My Ridiculously Long List of Things to Be Grateful For

It started off with a bad beginning. Mondays often have a feeling of a bad beginning, but when you've just gotten used to waking early and you're still waking early, but it's an hour later, you can't help but wonder who's bright idea daylight savings time was. I mean, really?

So that was the start.

I've had too many good things happen lately to be as grumpy as I feel. It's a discontentment that for three mornings I haven't been able to shake. Today, while writing in my journal, I thought about goals, the hard weeks, and how underneath all this discontentment, I feel like laughing at myself. Thus spawned the idea of My Ridiculously Long List of Things to Be Grateful For.

It's not a new idea. I know I've posted about gratitude journals and their power before, but this would be a list to beat all lists. I would write and write until I had the beginnings of something even my feelings of discouragement couldn't stand up to. I would list everything, from microwave popcorn to prayer. And when I was done, if I still felt any unhappiness, I'd think of some more.

I know you don't want to read my entire list, what good would that do? And besides that, I've only got to fifty so far and my hand got tired. I'm not used to writing on paper anymore. So my list is to be continued. But it was fun. I feel like I fought back against something, and doing something makes a big difference. That and I had chocolate and popcorn. All vital, of course. Here's ten things to be grateful for, in random order.

1. My husband. Okay, not so random order, but this morning as he was leaving, he stopped in the door to look at me one more time. We laughed at each other, a shared "I know things have been stressful, but hang in there" kind-of moment.
2. My little boy. He had to have a green shirt for today. You gotta love St. Patrick's day and preschool celebrations that come four days early and before green shirt wash day. On the bright side, he was so excited to put that shirt back on. He usually only gets to wear it twice a week.
3. Washing machines that do a load in thirty minutes. Again, not so random order.
4. Dryers that, while not drying the entire load in less than thirty minutes, managed to dry one very important green shirt and still leave time to drive to preschool.
5. Aunts. Need I say more?
6. A Sister-in-Law who also forgot that Preschool switched days this week. It's good to have someone to text when you completely blank out important dates, especially someone who's been there too.
7. Microwave Popcorn. Yes, I am eating it while writing this post. I like popcorn.
8. Chickens who lay eggs in the straw next to my door. Fresh eggs every morning without taking more than two steps? You can't beat that.
9. Little Brothers. I think mine were sent with specific instructions to never let me take things too seriously.
10. And last, but not least, corned beef on sale. We'll have our St. Patrick's meal after all. (No, my parents and siblings, you don't have to eat it. I still remember that one time....)

Sample Stories Are Up!

This is just a quick note to let you know that I've posted sample stories for A Circle of Sisters. You can find them under the link at the top of the page, or by clicking here.

Thanks again for all your stories. They are truly humbling to read. I hope these stories help you remember times when you also have been blessed by the Relief Society and its teachings.

God Gave Me You

Does anyone get tired of me posting music videos? I'll try and branch out some...next week.

My aunt had this music video on her Facebook page several weeks ago. I secretly viewed it twice (okay maybe three times) and tried to purchase the song on iTunes. I couldn't because our password had been changed, at which point I gave in and admitted to my husband that I wanted it. I say "give in" because he and I don't always agree on music.

I harbor these weird country music urges that all the "popular" music he exposes me to has yet to quench. It's something about the way I felt singing "Angels Among Us" in the car with my cousins. Someone kept pushing replay until we were all belting it out at the top of our lungs and goosebumps prickled up and down my arms.  That and Dad used to play everything from Roger Miller to Johnny Horton. Country music somehow got mixed up in his stories about growing up. So I "gave in," because I REALLY, REALLY like this song. After all that, the only comment my hubby made was, "I don't mind. I know we like different music."

He was kind enough to purchase the song for me and supply the right password, which I'd been spelling wrong.  Go figure. (Do you know how many problems in my life are solved by figuring out how to spell something right?)

My husband's really sweet sometimes. Points for him!

Okay, back to the subject. Here is the music video, which is really only a link, because you apparently have to go to you tube to watch it, but click below and enjoy, then hop back here.

(Now you get why I like it so much, right?)

It's because it talks about those people that come into your life as if sent straight from God. You can't feel sorry for yourself when you're thinking about people like that. I've found them in schools, on the sidewalk, on buses, in my house, and, lucky for me, once as I walked out of my Book of Mormon class. A tall, dark haired boy held the door for me that day, and six years later, he's become my best friend and partner in Forever.

Yesterday, I found a person God has given me in the backseat of my car. My son and I were driving through town. Every time I hit a puddle and the spray of water slapped across the windows, I gasped, as if I hadn't meant to drive straight into all the enormous puddles between our house and preschool. My little boy laughed like I was some sort of brilliant comedian. Ah, it's good to be brilliant to someone.

Who has God given you? You'll be amazed to find that the numbers keep rising. Crazy, how perfect our lives seem when we trace the days of doubt and find someone standing there every time. Can we even question His promise? "I will be on your right hand and on your left and my spirit shall be in your hearts and mine angels round about you to bare you up." (D&C 84:88)

I'd love to hear about the people in your life who are gifts from God. Go ahead and leave a comment!