Background Slice

For those of you unfamiliar with my current circumstances, let me catch you up. Since graduating from college in 1996, I have moved from Provo to Olympia, WA and back home to Chesapeake, VA. I have lived here for the past eight years. Greg, my husband, and I are the joyful parents of five unique and wonderful children. After 11 1/2 years of being a stay-at-home Mom, I ventured out in to the work place pursuing a love of all things computer. I had been working for over a year when my life changed suddenly and drastically.
Greg and I are very spiritual people. We believe in a loving Heavenly Father who guides us in this life to those choices that are best. We also believe He inspires us as to His will for our lives. Such inspiration came the beginning of April of 2008. After much fasting and earnest prayer, we petitioned to intervene in the custody of my brother's four young children. I won't include here the details of why this was necessary. It is sufficient to say it was the Lord's will. The petition was granted on April 30, 2008 and we were given sole custody of these children. I am now the exhausted stay-at-home mother of nine until the court says otherwise. The journey can be read in the slices below.

10.23.2008

Promised Slice

I was reminded yesterday how Heavenly Father is aware of His children, and how He keeps his promises. Almost two weeks ago Greg took himself to the emergency room with severe abdominal pain. I knew it was severe because my husband deals with pain quietly. For him to admit to it was telling. He accepted the wait estimate of 5 hours, while I put the kids to bed and fell asleep myself. He called at 3am. They had done a CT scan and found an infected gall bladder. No big deal. Easily corrected by surgery. However, because he had waited he needed to undergo a course of antibiotics before surgery. We were looking at almost two weeks before he could return to work. I quickly got dressed and headed to the hospital. Before leaving I called my brother-in-law to meet me there.
We believe in the gift of healing. A very special gift of the Lord, based on the faith of the receiver, that lends healing and comfort to those in need. A gift administered by one holding the priesthood of God. It was during this blessing that I was reminded of another important gift of our Father. He has promised the blessings of heaven to be upon those who do His will, with faith no matter the sacrifice. And through the blessing He assured us we need only ask for those blessings. They were ours to receive.
It was during the many drives back and forth to the hospital during the following week, I realized that in our current situation, any time off of work could be devastating. I opened my heart to heaven and begged for the blessings He had promised for my family. I begged for the quick recovery and the means to make it through this.
My prayer was answered. We will make it. A recovery that could have lasted a month, sees my husband back at work already. And the love of people around Greg at work settled other worries. The Lord does not forget His children. And He pours down the blessings of heaven daily to those faithful enough to receive. I know this. I have seen it. I continue to see it.
Happiness is. . . the love of a Heavenly Father.
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