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All is well

  The last few months have been well, crazy with the move and such (I've been meaning to post about that), but I had an interesting experience in church a couple of weeks ago.
  It was a particularly difficult Sunday for the kids, they're always a challenge but for some reason they were all going crazy through sacrament meeting that day. I had to keep taking the baby out and the other three wouldn't stop  wrestling and pestering each other and Russ and I just kept giving each other that look of total exasperation! I was standing in the back bouncing Aspen on my hip when the closing song finally came. It was the week of Pioneer Day so the song was "Come, Come Ye Saints" and the 2nd verse hit me as it never had before.

     Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?
     Tis not so, all is right

I looked at my family a few rows up and realized that all IS right, I have a beautiful family, and we were all there together, even Russ, which is rare. All is right. The song went on.

     Why should we think to earn a great reward
     if we now shun the fight?

I wasn't singing anymore, just thinking.

     Gird up your loins; fresh courage take.
     Our God will never us forsake;
     And soon we'll have this tale to tell-
     All Is well, all is well.

  Truth. In the 34 years I've spent here on this earth, God hasn't left me alone yet, and never will. And someday I'll have some good stories to tell about being a young mother.
  The meeting ended and I walked back up to our bench to grab my enormous diaper bag full of snacks and toys, the lady in front of us turned around and said "another one down, keep up the good work!" We sighed, smiled and said thanks and headed to class. Yep, all is well.


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