Blessedly Strange Blessings

Life has been strange lately here in the Crest. In awful and wonderful ways. I'd like to tell you about two of our family's blessings in particular.

We were back in Gridley for a few days last week to attend the funeral of a good friend of mine. It was nice to see our families for a minute.

I was supposed to make the trip alone with the boys. But when it came time to leave I had a little crying break down. My husband took pity on me and threw some things together and came with us. As we were driving home he told me he had felt like we were going to break down and taht is why he decided to come.

We drove at night both ways so the boys would sleep and it wouldn't be so awful for them. On the way home Saturday night we noticed how lonely the Tehachapi highway was in the dark desert late at night. I was really glad my husband was there with me.

Well... on the way home from Church the next day, in the parking lot as we started the car actually, our belt blew off with our air conditioning compressor. We haven't had the van to drive since then as we've been trying to finish the house before our assessment today. That's one blessing.

The second... A few days before we left to Gridley I was making Spaghetti for dinner and I as I stirred I splashed the boiling water and burned my stomach badly. It hurt to the point that I couldn't stop trembling--reaffirming the fact I do not want to burn to death, but anway.(I know, I know... I'm a spazz, but that's not the point of the story this time, bear with me!)

I'm so grateful for these two experiences. We've had  wonderful opportunity to teach Helaman about how Heavenly Father loves us and really hears our prayers.  Before we left to come home from Gridley we said a prayer that we would be safe. And we made it all the way here and dropped the belt 4 blocks from our house at church the next day. When I burned my stomach Helaman prayed for me at family prayer and in his personal prayers that night. After he went to bed  we were talking about how cool it would be if I was healed and his prayers were answered so he would learn about how Heavenly Father really hears him. Well, I woke up in the morning pain free, it never hurt again. We have talked about it a lot since then, and how we made it home safely after we prayed. I'm so grateful for the opportunities we've had to teach our son such powerful lessons about God's love lately--and I praise His name for my burnt stomach and broken car. :)