Keeping the Faith

Due to various circumstances I have only been to church twice in the past 3 months. This morning, however, I received an overwhelming prompting to go. I ignored it at first, because our van is still not registered, and the last thing I need is more trouble. But the spirit spoke louder, and so I went. The Lord told me to go to church... I thought, if the state took issue, so be it. I would rather be in trouble with them, than HIM.

 So Jacob warmed up the van, checked the oil ( we were out by the way) and off we went. Quinten had planned on going with a neighbor today, and made a chili for the potluck they were having. I didn't know it before hand, but it was ward conference today. I was able to meet (new to me) stake president and other stake leaders. We enjoyed some wonderful messages and had fun at the pot luck, meeting new people, putting names with faces. And we made it there and back with out any state interference. 

 I am hoping for the best tomorrow, but preparing for the worst. Its interesting how the same experience can effect people differently. While I feel like my testimony is being weakened, my husbands is being strengthened. I was told the other day that paying for phone calls to my husband was not a priority. I beg to differ. The simplest things like letting Joe hear Lucas's new words and phrases, the older ones having a chance to talk to dad, even saying evening prayer as a family, have been of great importance in helping us keep the strength. I appreciate all who have helped our family. And especially those who have said prayers on our behalf. I am truly humbled by the love you all have shown.