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Just
because a holiday feels difficult, doesn't mean you can't feel
immensely
grateful at the same time. But oh how I miss my boy. And my mom.
When I first saw this beautiful painting a few days ago, it took my breath away. It felt so
personal to me, I almost instinctively covered my face and cried. But then I looked at it
again and it reminded me that even when life feels hard, the Savior is always near.
My choice not to see Him, doesn't change the fact that He never leaves my side.
Today I had to try harder than usual to be grateful. But I am. For my beautiful life, for those I
have the privilege of loving, for those I so deeply miss and mostly, for my Savior, Jesus Christ.
My choice to look up doesn't mean He suddenly appeared. Only that I finally acknowledged
what my struggling heart already knew. He never left me in the first place.
grateful at the same time. But oh how I miss my boy. And my mom.
When I first saw this beautiful painting a few days ago, it took my breath away. It felt so
personal to me, I almost instinctively covered my face and cried. But then I looked at it
again and it reminded me that even when life feels hard, the Savior is always near.
My choice not to see Him, doesn't change the fact that He never leaves my side.
Today I had to try harder than usual to be grateful. But I am. For my beautiful life, for those I
have the privilege of loving, for those I so deeply miss and mostly, for my Savior, Jesus Christ.
My choice to look up doesn't mean He suddenly appeared. Only that I finally acknowledged
what my struggling heart already knew. He never left me in the first place.
{Gorgeous painting by J. Kirk Richards}