The Boston Marathon bomb!! I couldn't believe it when I found out. Are people that sick? They just set out to hurt innocent people? My stomach churned. At one point my kids asked me why I was crying. All I could tell them is that I was so sad that we live in such a sick world. Of course they didn't understand what I meant. But one day, they will. One day they will wish they could just hide in a hole and not have to face all of this. The thing that scares me more is that it will probably be worse when they are older.
Summer made a comment today about how bad she felt about those who had put in all that effort to run the marathon and then at the final moment when it is suppose to end and they can rejoice, the bomb explodes and many are injured. I watched as the blast of the bomb just completely made one of the runners just collapse. He just fell over feet from the finish line. But I also watched many continue to run and actually run faster to get to the finish line.
All of this made me think about life. Isn't that how life is for us sometimes? We put all this effort in and we are exhausted from trying to do all we can and then a bomb explodes. Something always happens that throws us off from our finish line. Sometime we can be injured from this, sometimes angry, sometimes hurt, or even as the one man just collapse. But we can also grow from it. We can unite from it. We can humble ourselves enough to rely on God. I always love that in the worse trials, I can always feel my Saviors love for me the most. But I can only do that when I choose to allow myself to feel Him. It's a choice that only we can make.
I've always loved the song, "I Feel My Savior's Love". Here is the link to hear it, if you aren't already singing it in your head :) The whole song is making a choice to feel it. We offer ourselves to Him and in the process we are engulfed in His love. The other song I love that helps us feel our Savior's love is My Heavenly Father Loves Me. Once again, we make a choice to open our eyes, our ears, our hearts and in the process we are surrounded by the love of our Heavenly Father. It's just beautiful to me!! I stand in awe at how much Heavenly Father has given us to help us know that He is near and isn't going to leave us by ourselves.
In Primary we were challenged to keep a jar (kind of like the warm fuzzy jar) so the kids could share experience of when they felt Heavenly Father's love for them. I loved the idea so much that I decided to do it at home with my kids. Each week for FHE we sit down and share an experience we had that week. There isn't anything sweeter or brings me more joy then to watch my kids get so excited about sharing their experience. At first they really struggled. We pretty much had to help give them ideas of how Heavenly Father showed His love to them. But now, they can share experiences with us and they normally have multiple experiences to share. Hunter and I just cried one FHE because he thought it was so cool to feel the spirit testify to him how much Heavenly Father loves him.
So here is my jar
You are probably wondering what this has to do with the Boston bombing today. I do have a point :) What I realized today is that I don't have to be scared. I don't have to worry or stress. As trials come and as tragedies like this happen what I need to do is choose to feel the Saviors love for me. As I do, I can continue with hope. The world may be crazy, but I can be at peace!!
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