I always like fresh fallen snow, it gives everything that was brown and dying a new look. The snow reminds me of new chances, becoming reborn and of overcoming weaknesses. Today, I am in need of a new look as the first of the month is always a hard time for me.
One of my kids has no job, no money and for months now has been squeaking by in paying his rent. He has no phone as that has been cut off, and his credit card bill is probably getting higher and higher with no money to pay it. He can't be bothered to get a job, or actually take the papers down to the office where they would give him funding. But the beginning of each month we hear from him as he stresses over what to do. My son-in-law said it well when he said that if that son couldn't bother to help himself, then I guess he can't bother to help him either.
When I was reading my scriptures this morning there was a little message just for me in Alma 19:23: "Now we see that Ammon could not be slain, for the Lord had said unto Mosiah, his father: I will spare him, and it shall be unto him according to they faith-therefore, Mosiah trusted him unto the Lord." I have written in the margain years ago....'Sometimes the Lord blesses others according to our faith.' And so I have been praying for him and that the Lord will teach him the lessons he needs to learn so that he will want the sweet instead of the bitter.
The other thought that struck me today in this verse was that Mosiah trusted his son unto the Lord. That is what I have done and need to continue to do.
A friend once told me that raising someone from the dead was a great miracle, but the greater miracle is that Christ can change someone's life. She had watched that miracle in the life of someone near to her.
And so I go outside, take a deep breath and look for the white. But on my lawn, there is no snow as my kids have shoveled it into a big pile for a fort. All I can see is brown dead grass; my miracle isn't ready yet.But that is okay, I will continue to pray for the miracle of a changed life.
I miss you Mom! Can't wait till Christmas!
ReplyDeleteGod bless! Big hugs. It's so hard to see them make such poor choices. But hold on-- the miracle will come.
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