Is this what Easter Means to you?

When I was a young girl we did not attend church, except once a year. It was always on Easter that my mother and father would dress us all up, often in matching clothes. It meant getting together with family, food, and most importantly then, candy Easter eggs. And of course the great egg hunt !!

As I have contemplated this I wondered about why my parents, who did not live the gospel, would take us to church on this day. And I believe that even when they had stepped away from what they were taught as children, their very real testimony of the Savior's resurrection would not let them stay away on the day we celebrated His overcoming the grave !! He is Risen was written on the fleshy tables of their hearts, even if they had hardened their hearts to it the rest of the year!! I am glad, for those are some of my greatest childhood memories !! Some of the only happy memories I have. So I say thank you Mom and Dad for making Easter special to me !!

Hermana Scott

I got a letter from Hill yesterday, and she has another baptism set for April 2nd. She is so excited for this sister to be baptized. She says she has had a very hard life and needs the healing waters of baptism, as we all do. Her name is Carolina. In last weeks letter she said she cries with this sister every time they are together, and her first public prayer was thanking the Father for the sisters in her life !! Hermana Scott is also so very grateful for the opportunity to serve this mission, and to all of the people who have supported her in this service !! I too thank all of those who have contributed to her mission be it money, or mail and most importantly your prayers for her success and safety !!

I picked this picture because today it's 93 days to go, and it felt right because she is out there looking for those who are knocking at the door!!!

Something unexpected...

I hate walking... and a few years ago my knee hurt so bad and I was so low on iron that I was winded in just a few feet... I prayed for my health to be restored, and it was, so now I should walk with gratitude, right? I can walk and I'm not winded and my health could be even better if I used this gift and walked... but I hate it !!! But Hill wants me to walk, and I want to be able to do even more !! So walk I will !! So last week I started walking in the morning by myself with the "little girl", my ipod !! That's what Hill and I call her on roadtrips !!


And I came upon some unexpected beauty, and I thought of it as a gift to me, the tiniest little flower growing in a crack in the pavement... a struggle to live everyday but survive it does and is beautiful for that struggle !!!

But whose counting??

I'm sitting in my new office, Panera Bread, using the free WiFi, contemplating my new life... and I got really happy when I thought about it is only 116 days before Hill comes home!! However that is only 116 days I have to get everything done I need to do before she arrives!! Yikes I'd better stop sitting in my office so much !! :)