I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Monday, November 22, 2010

A Season of Thaksgiving.

For family night we had a lesson on thanksgiving and I had the kids look around the room at everything pink.

{we were at Anthony's mom's house}
Then I had them close there eyes and try to remember everything that was blue.
Of course they couldn't do it and I told them that it was because they had focused on everything that was pink instead of all the other wonderful colors that were around them.
This is how life is.
When we focus on all of the things that are bad, or sad, or going wrong in our lives, we forget to see the good.
We truly are SO blessed and need to do better at remembering that.

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2 comments:

Josh and Nat said...

what a cute cute lesson! love and miss you guys!

November 23, 2010 at 9:47 AM  
Lyndy Butler said...

Such a great lesson. YOu are an incredible person Chel. Thanks for your example!

November 23, 2010 at 2:23 PM  

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