Fires

A couple of weeks ago we had a forest fire in Rose Canyon, a few miles from our house.  I drove the kids up to see what all the fire engines were up to.  While we were watching the fire became very large and ripped through a neighborhood engulfing some homes in flames.  It was humbling to watch Mother Nature.  Ella reminded us all to pray for the safety of the people and animals and firemen.

It is extremely dry this year.  We have had a lot of fires in Utah.  The First Presidency sent a letter asking everyone to pray for more favorable weather conditions and for the safety of the firemen.  We followed the prophet and prayed.  As I watched rain clouds come I knew Heavenly Father had heard the prayers of the Saints.  He always has sent miracles to us when we are united and obedient and always will.  It gave me a warm feeling to know our family was able to unite with the Church and pray and receive answers together.  It makes the picture seem bigger and the scope of the Gospel and Church just a bit more comprehensible and wonderful.

Grandpa's Funeral

Friday we attended Grandpa Heber's funeral. He was an amazing person; I'm grateful I was able to know him. While everyone went to the cemetery Tank, Adelynn, and I stayed at the church because of the cold weather. Tank and I had an wonderful conversation about death, prayer, Heavenly Father, angels, etc.  It was a beautiful, spiritual discussion. In the middle of talking Tank said, "I want to say a prayer." Usually, he prays short routine prayers. But this time he poured out his little heart. He was really talking to Heavenly Father, thanking him for everything. Then he said,"And my grandpa died!" He burst into tears and cried a if his little heart had burst. I just held him.It was such a sweet, tender time. I'm so grateful for these dear bonding moments, moments when souls connect to each other and with God.  I love my sweet Tank.