I Got This

I know, one of these days I will have to break out the camera and post some pictures. I'll do that this week. But, Luke is sleeping right now and I wanted to take the time to add a few thoughts to this little family blog of mine.

Today was fast and testimony meeting in church. Joshua turned to me and said that maybe he wanted to get up there. I told him that he may if he was able to bear his testimony without assistance. So, we prepped a little. I told him that a testimony was basically saying what you know about the gospel to be true and declaring that you believe in Jesus and love Him. I asked him what he knew to be true. He said, "I know that Jesus loves me and that it says that he does somewhere in some scripture verses." Up we went. He got a little stage fright, and he needed some coaxing, but he did a good job. He's a very brave little boy. (He also saw a large scorpion at his feet in the house yesterday and didn't freak out. He calmly went and found Jon Mark--thankfully not me--and told him that he found a scorpion. His very calm manner gave us pause as to whether or not he was being serious.)

Anyway, I decided to bear my testimony also. I want to write about it in here (even though a few family members were present when I bore it) just so that I may have it on record for further use. Also, my intent is always to help my posterity know that I do have a testimony of the gospel.

Our home teachers (really my parents home teachers) gave a lesson this week on trials. Basically the lesson focused on being thankful to the Lord for the mountains he gives us to climb because such trials and tribulations are character molding and faith strengthening. It's through the tough times that we get closer to becoming like our Savior. This thought had stuck with me. It's no secret that I am anxious about our future. I trust in my husband and I am confident in his abilities. But, the unknown can be troubling for me.

The other day, Luke was freaking out. I knew he was thirsty, because he kept signing "more" which is what he does when he wants a drink or to eat. He brought me his empty sippy cup and I was in the process of unscrewing the lid to put more water in it. It was taking me a few seconds to do this, and during that time, Luke began to stomp his feet, cry, yell at me in his own little language, and basically do everything he could to show me how unhappy he was. In a moment of frustration, I looked at him and said, "chill, I got this. Trust your mother. Have I ever let you down before? I know what you need and I am helping you." After I said it, I paused and thought, I wonder how many times Heavenly Father may look down at me and see me crying out to him in frustration. In a sense, I wonder if he says, "I got this. You're going to be okay. I know what you need. You need this trial, it is tailored for you. It will help you grow. Have I ever let you down before? Just trust me." I knew then that I needed to repent and have a little more faith.

I do know that the Lord knows us and loves us. Our trials are meant for our growth. My trial at the moment is having to trust that everything will work out in the end. We'll get a job. We'll be self-reliant someday (hopefully sooner rather than later). And, all will be okay. I got this... because I know He's got it too.