Eyesight

There is a new missionary at the Family history Center.

He is such a good goody guy.

He is blind.

I watch him and marvel at how well he gets around.

He wants so badly to be part of what is going on.

Overtime I see him pointing his walking stick, I am grateful over and over again for my eyesight.

Oh, yes.  Thank you Heavenly Father for my eyesight.

FAMILY

She was a widow and wanted to find some information about her family.

So, we built her a tree in family search.

Once we connected her parents and grandparents, the tree just expanded out many generations.

She was so excited and pleased.  She had fun seeing where everyone was from.

But, you see, she has no one to share all that information with.

She has no children.

A brother-in-law living in Colorado, but no one else.

I thought of our large, noisy, rambunctious gang, and I WAS SO GRATEFUL!

Thank you, Heavenly Father, for FAMILIES...

Especially MINE!

The MISSIONARIES at the Family History Center

It's such a blessing to serve with so many good people.

Man, they are so helpful...all the time.

I am overwhelmed with the goodness and thoughtfulness of people.

And, I am so very grateful.

ST. GEORGE!

I love St. George.

Today, driving home from exercising, the sky was so blue and filled with the most beauteous clouds.  All different kinds spread across the bright blue sky.

My heart soared in happiness.

And, i realized - as I often do - how much I

LOVE

living here.

And, I am so grateful.