Sent from Heaven

I'm grateful for my kids-- they help me to want to be a better person and remind me of what's important. For example, when we're praying and I say "help us to be obedient and listen..." I begin by saying that so that they will be obedient and listen, but I'm instantly reminded that I need to do the same.

Earlier this week I hurt myself while lifting weights (in case you were wondering you cannot make up a year's worth of exercise in one work out). Even though I couldn't move, I knew I wasn't paralyzed because I could feel excruciating pain. I had Dan give me a blessing and then he carefully got me into the car and took me to the chiropractor. At my second visit to the chiropractor he was impressed with how much progress I had made considering how much pain I was in two days earlier. I was thinking the heat compresses and the neck stretching exercises must have really helped. Later that day, Lady was asking me about my neck and I told her it was feeling much better. She said "Yeah, Mommy... your neck is feeling better. Daddy put oil on your head and now your neck feels better." How humbling... I had completely forgotten about the blessing I had received from Dan... and yes, I know THAT is what greatly sped up the healing process. Thank you little Lady, for reminding me of where the credit should really go, and thank you Heavenly Father for healing me so quickly and sending me these beautiful children.