I haven't been good about updating my blog every month. I am getting there, I want to post about the summer, and then about the girls starting school. But I just couldn't help but post some of my feelings about the past 2 weeks or so.
At times I feel like my heart obtained an open wound, and then there are times when I feel like my heart is not as heavy as before. During the last week, and since, I have had lots of time to reflect. Time to reflect on the events that took place during the week of May 26th, time to reflect on how it felt to loose a child, time to reflect on things that are most important in my life, and most importantly time to reflect on the life of my Savior, Jesus Christ.
Time to reflect on the events of the week of May 26th, I thought about that specific day and how I would have never guessed, or expected something of this magnitude to happen to my family. I relived the feelings as I helped another sweet, spiritual, strong family in my ward and neighborhood go thru the loss of their baby boy. It was a tender week for both of us. I remember how I felt as I saw the ward and community rally around them. I remember the comfort I felt as felt my Savior near, and the strenght the preisthood was. I thought of the tender mercies given to me, my family, and this other family. Most importantly I thought of the love my Savior has for me.
Time to reflect on how it felt to loose a child, I think about this alot. I know that I am not the only woman to loose a child, and this thought gives me comfort. In talking to that sweet sister, she reminded me about Mary. How Mary the mother of Jesus, lost a child too. I have thought about this today, and I feel sad, knowing that Mary had to suffer. Mary had to watch her son nailed to a cross, and suffer for each one of us. My heart breaks, I cannot imagine watching a child physically suffer so that ONE might be saved. I love Carissa, just as each of the mothers who have lost a child love their own. But I know my love is but a small fraction in comparison to the love Christ has for each of us.
Time to reflect on the things that are most important to me, and about my Savior, Jesus Christ. I was reminded today by a dear friend, that we need to be more CHRISTIAN. We need to love as Christ did. Unless we LIVE by the things we are taught, going to church doesn't matter. The gospel of Jesus Christ is important, but not only did Christ teach the things we must do, he LIVED them. Family is the most important unit, and relationship we can have on this earth and in the life to come. The temples are the house of the Lord, and only in them can FAMILIES BE FOREVER. I always had the goal to obtain the celestial kingdom, but now my goal is 10 fold. I have a sweet little girl, who has already proved herself and I want to be with her. FAMILY, IT'S ABOUT TIME! Nothing is more important to me than The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and my family! I love the phrase: "Together is my favorite place", how true.
My heart is full, and my mind is doing circles, but I know the Lord loves me and comforts me. The power of prayer is real, and it is a blessing to pray to loving Heavenly Father who hears and answers me. The tender mercies of this past week made me realize how much I am loved, and how much Christ is aware of us. I love to serve others, and it was a great pleasure and blessing to help this family. Blessings are all around us, are we willing to accept and acknowledge them?
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That is a beautiful post! I can't wait to be with you this weekend and fill our souls together!
Lisa, I don't know how, but I found your blog. I hope you don't mind my posting a comment. I only met you a couple weeks ago and feel like I know you well. You are an amazing strength to the Reidheads and I'm so glad they have you for a neighbor. This post is beautiful! I felt the spirit as I read it and it has strengthened my testimony. Thank you, thank you.
Melissa
Elisa,
My heart aches for you. We have been praying for you and think of you often. We love you.
Cindy
Very well said. My heart breaks for both you and the Reidheads and I think of you both often. How fragile life is and how quickly it can change. We can all learn so much from your families. I admire your strength and have felt blessed to have witnessed you cling to not only your family but most importantly to the gospel. What would we do without it?
I think of you often and pray for your family and am glad I found your post. Its heartwarming to know that even though you still struggle with sadness at the temporary separation from little Carissa, yet you are able to recognize and accept the true Plan that the Saviour has for us all. I admire you for the strength you are to others who struggle also.
The last couple weeks has really had my mind reeling too. In Relief Society on Sunday, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of Carissa, and it just made me cry! Reading your blog gives me comfort, and so glad we have family and the gospel that surrounds us!
Can't wait to hear about your "Time Out" weekend in Vegas!
Hi Lisa, This is Virginia, Jason's sister. I visited with Tiffany this summer and she told me about your family and about the tragedy from Memorial weekend. It's completely unbelievable to me. Thank heavens for your faith, for hope, for the spirits comfort and for your family (both blood and church). You are doing so well. What a wonderful mother and daughter or God you are. Your words are a beautiful example to me. What a blessing it was to Carissa to have been born into your family.
Your girls are all so pretty. Tell Tiff I said hi again and that she better enter the blog world one of these days.
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