Thursday, April 10, 2008

"Children are the hands by which we take a hold of heaven"

I had a really sweet experience the other day.
I pretty much had a melt down a couple mornings ago because I had been on the phone with my insurance company all morning...being bounced around from person to person and never getting answers. Needless to say, it was the last straw. I felt like everything was out of my hands and nothing was working out. I started crying of course out of frustration and desperation. Jace walked up to me and touched my face and then gave me his favorite blanket, teddy bear and juice. (the things that give him comfort) After he saw it didn't work, he picked up a CD and handed it to me. I was puzzled. I looked at it and it was the cd I burned a couple days ago for young womens: I am a Child of God/I have a Savior. Then I cried even more because he knew what I needed to hear. Somehow he knew that music calms me and reassures me. I listened to it and all my fears and worries were replaced with a renewed hope and faith and regained knowledge of my Heavenly Father's love for me and my family.
Jace was an answer to my prayer that day.
(Thanks Christie for inspiring this post)