I have been following a friends blog.
Daily.
For the past 5 days.
They are going through heartache,
faith,
and riding a huge rollercoaster right now.
It has brought back so many personal feelings.
Feelings that haven't been brought this close to the surface,
for a long time.
It's been hard but good at the same time.
It has reminded me of the hardest things I've ever,
ever,
experienced in my life.
Losing my first born.
My first son.
My pride and joy.
Payton.
How I learned so much through this time in my life.
Why do we have trials I ask?
Why do others have to have similar trials?
Hear are a few words that I liked.
One of the most difficult aspects of mortality is that we experience trials. We know that the purpose of these trials is to help us become more like God. More refined. More pure. If God is patient, then I need to learn patience; and the primary way to learn patience is to not have something that is wanted. If God is forgiving (thank heavens!), then I need to learn how to be forgiving; that usually comes through being wrongfully hurt. And so on and so on. As Elder Orson F. Whitney so beautifully said:
“No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God … and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire and which will make us more like our Father and Mother in heaven” (quoted in Spencer W. Kimball, Faith Precedes the Miracle, 98).
I know that all of us have trials.
Some big.
Some small.
But, a trial is a trial.
They are meant for us to learn from.
To grow from.
And I have grown and still continue to grow from mine.
We have to allow the Lord into our lives to comfort us.
To help us find what we are supposed to learn from these dang things called,
TRIALS.
May we all say a quick prayer for Sara & Matt,
& Bronson
& his 3 older brothers.
Thanks
I had to share a picture of Payton and me.
He is one of the many reasons I am,
who I am,
today.
Love ya P.J.


























