The Beginning
Recently, I have been feeling like I need to share my testimony online, but not just in any platform. As I have been thinking about what ways I could share my testimony, a blog kept coming back to mind. But do I have enough to write on a blog?
Elder Anderson at the General Conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints taught us to record spiritually defining memories in April of 2020. What spiritual stories should be shared with others though? Should I write from my past? Current events? Hope for the future?
Nope, just talk. I like to talk. Heavenly Father told me to share this story.
I've been home from Hawaii for exactly one month as of yesterday. I came home because COVID-19 has forced all students from BYUH (the university I attend) to leave campus and find refuge in a safe place. For many students, this meant going home to our parents or other family.
After a rough time while at home for the Christmas break, I expected (along with many of my family members) that I would have a difficult transition coming home. Boy were we wrong! I have been home a MONTH and it has been like heaven. The house is normally messy, there is almost always at least one kid screaming or crying, and we are in quarantine so there is no escape, but it is perfect.
I imagine that this is similar to heaven, because we keep our personalities and probably our flaws too. Even though there are flaws, we have lots of love that gets to be shared, and I feel it strongly in this home.
One of the biggest differences in the home this time around that we didn't have at Christmas is a new baby boy. He is sweet and full of smiles and laughs. He is almost two months old and the new foster baby of our house. He makes our family feel so whole. My parents kind of want to adopt every kid that walks into our home, unfortunately for us that doesn't always get to happen but we hope that when our babies get placed in new homes that they are safe and protected by the Lord. My parents and siblings really do have so much love in their bodies that they just want to feed and clothe every kid that needs help.
A couple weeks ago my mom took in our new baby brother to the hospital because he had a high fever for an extended amount of time (two weeks). The doctors tested for everything. Baby boy and my mom were in the hospital for almost a week. Mom and Dad would take turns at the hospital so the other could come home to shower and take care of anything that was on the list.
Our little baby got diagnosed with two heart conditions and the rare Kawasaki disease during his time at the hospital. And to top it off, he was battling rhinovirus at the same time, which is partly what caused the fevers. Our family was nervous but we prayed and hoped for his safety and comfort.
Things were looking up, but last night he stopped breathing for about 5 noticeable seconds. He screamed with so much pain when he caught his breath. Even with all these conditions, he smiles and laughs more than any other two-month-old I have ever met. He was on Mom's chest being rocked to sleep when he stopped breathing, Meagan noticed his dark red complexion and ran to him causing him to gasp for air when she hit his back to promote breathing. Sydney and the other littles were in their rooms. Dad and I were in the kitchen talking about my homework.
Meagan got him back to smiling in no time, I cried, and went to my room to pray. I asked for forgiveness of getting so worked up over school work when something so much more precious was in front of me, when lives were at stake. I asked the Lord to help my baby brother breathe. After the prayer I cleaned my eyes/wiped away the tears and walked back to the living room to hold my baby brother and ask my dad to give him a priesthood blessing. I didn't close my eyes during the blessing, it was short and to the point but I wanted to make sure he was still breathing. He was better than just breathing, he was smiling.
Elder John McCune spoke in the most recent conference as well, he talked about how "not every trial we face will have the result we wish for, however that as we remain focused on Christ we will have peace and see God's miracles." One of our family's miracles is his breath. What's crazy is that even his conditions are miracles, they are part of what makes our family whole as he will be somebody his big sister can relate to as she is at risk for one of the same heart conditions. God's plan is the best plan. I don't know what the future holds, but I know that my family is whole because of the Lord's plan for us. Jesus Christ is our Savior, and is saving us through saving now.
Elder Anderson at the General Conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints taught us to record spiritually defining memories in April of 2020. What spiritual stories should be shared with others though? Should I write from my past? Current events? Hope for the future?
Nope, just talk. I like to talk. Heavenly Father told me to share this story.
I've been home from Hawaii for exactly one month as of yesterday. I came home because COVID-19 has forced all students from BYUH (the university I attend) to leave campus and find refuge in a safe place. For many students, this meant going home to our parents or other family.
After a rough time while at home for the Christmas break, I expected (along with many of my family members) that I would have a difficult transition coming home. Boy were we wrong! I have been home a MONTH and it has been like heaven. The house is normally messy, there is almost always at least one kid screaming or crying, and we are in quarantine so there is no escape, but it is perfect.
I imagine that this is similar to heaven, because we keep our personalities and probably our flaws too. Even though there are flaws, we have lots of love that gets to be shared, and I feel it strongly in this home.
One of the biggest differences in the home this time around that we didn't have at Christmas is a new baby boy. He is sweet and full of smiles and laughs. He is almost two months old and the new foster baby of our house. He makes our family feel so whole. My parents kind of want to adopt every kid that walks into our home, unfortunately for us that doesn't always get to happen but we hope that when our babies get placed in new homes that they are safe and protected by the Lord. My parents and siblings really do have so much love in their bodies that they just want to feed and clothe every kid that needs help.
A couple weeks ago my mom took in our new baby brother to the hospital because he had a high fever for an extended amount of time (two weeks). The doctors tested for everything. Baby boy and my mom were in the hospital for almost a week. Mom and Dad would take turns at the hospital so the other could come home to shower and take care of anything that was on the list.
Our little baby got diagnosed with two heart conditions and the rare Kawasaki disease during his time at the hospital. And to top it off, he was battling rhinovirus at the same time, which is partly what caused the fevers. Our family was nervous but we prayed and hoped for his safety and comfort.
Things were looking up, but last night he stopped breathing for about 5 noticeable seconds. He screamed with so much pain when he caught his breath. Even with all these conditions, he smiles and laughs more than any other two-month-old I have ever met. He was on Mom's chest being rocked to sleep when he stopped breathing, Meagan noticed his dark red complexion and ran to him causing him to gasp for air when she hit his back to promote breathing. Sydney and the other littles were in their rooms. Dad and I were in the kitchen talking about my homework.
Meagan got him back to smiling in no time, I cried, and went to my room to pray. I asked for forgiveness of getting so worked up over school work when something so much more precious was in front of me, when lives were at stake. I asked the Lord to help my baby brother breathe. After the prayer I cleaned my eyes/wiped away the tears and walked back to the living room to hold my baby brother and ask my dad to give him a priesthood blessing. I didn't close my eyes during the blessing, it was short and to the point but I wanted to make sure he was still breathing. He was better than just breathing, he was smiling.
Elder John McCune spoke in the most recent conference as well, he talked about how "not every trial we face will have the result we wish for, however that as we remain focused on Christ we will have peace and see God's miracles." One of our family's miracles is his breath. What's crazy is that even his conditions are miracles, they are part of what makes our family whole as he will be somebody his big sister can relate to as she is at risk for one of the same heart conditions. God's plan is the best plan. I don't know what the future holds, but I know that my family is whole because of the Lord's plan for us. Jesus Christ is our Savior, and is saving us through saving now.
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