On Sunday we were sitting in sacrament and by some miracle, I was actually able to somewhat listen to the speaker. The kids were happily looking at past issues of the Friend, and Beth was groggy and content to just be held. Sundays she doesn't get a nap and it is hard on all of us, usually. While listening to the speaker, he began talking about something that really hit home with me and sounded quite like an answer to my prayers about Keith. The speaker was saying that there is no such thing as a bad day. Sure, we have hard days, sometimes it seems we have more than our fair share. But there is never a bad day, because we have been so blessed and loved. Every thing we go through is for our own good in some way. We may not be able to see it at the moment, but somewhere down the line we will recognize that each and every one of our trials is to help us and to better us.
I nudged Keith to get him to listen.
Sunday night as I was reading my scriptures I came across 2 verses that really hit me.
1 Nephi 17:1-2
1 And it came to pass that we did again take our journey in the wilderness; and we did travel nearly eastward from that time forth. And we did travel and wade through much affliction in the wilderness; and our women did bear children in the wilderness.
2 And so great were the blessings of the Lord upon us, that while we did live upon raw meat in the wilderness, our women did give plenty of suck for their children, and were strong, yea, even like unto the men; and they began to bear their journeyings without murmurings.
Holy wow! That impressed me so much. They were wading through trials and afflictions. Life was hard. The women were pregnant and giving birth and then dealing with newborns all while they were hiking through the desert. I am sure food wasn't easy to come by, let alone water. They must have been hot and thirsty and sweaty and stinky. They had to set up camp every night. Things were rough! And yet, Nephi immediately says how blessed they were. They were strong, they were able to have the food they needed to feed their children. The women were strong. They were able to travel without much difficulty. He was able to see the blessings in their lives despite the hardships.
There is always something to be thankful for. There is always something to be glad about. Always! Silver linings exist and, dare I say, are abundant if only we look for them!
Between the talk and this scripture, I decided that for FHE last night, we were going to discuss, and then watch a movie of the champion of silver linings. Pollyanna. She was orphaned, living with an aunt who didn't want her, and yet she was still as happy as could be because she knew how to play the Glad Game!
Things didn't exactly go according to plan last night, though. The kids were very much not listening to a thing I said, I was so tired and groggy, and by the time we got around to FHE, it was already 8:00. We discussed the scripture and then I told the kids we would watch the movie after school today.
I am really looking forward to it. I love that movie, but more than that, it will be nice for Keith to have an example of how to play the Glad Game, so when he is having an especially pessimistic day, we can play it and hopefully help him see all the wonderful goodness in his simple life.
And I am going to try my hand at making jell-o popcorn.
Any excuse to make goodies just makes me happy.
And I am glad of that!
(See what I did there?)