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Sunday, November 27, 2011

Saturday, November 12, 2011

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall alseep
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each actions and word
So I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say, "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would know I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day
Well, I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away,

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say, "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our, "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone
young or old alike
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight

So if you are waiting for tomorrow
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes
you'll surely regret the day

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone
what turned out to be their one last wish

So hold your loved ones close today
and whisper in their ear
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say, :I'm sorry"
"Please forgive me" "Thank you."
"It's okay!"
And if tomorrow never comes
you'll have no regrets about today.

author unknown to me...

Monday, October 3, 2011

well-i did it.

19 years ago, when my son was born, I looked forward to this time with great anticipation. When he was barely a toddler, we would play "spin the globe" and where the globe stopped under his finger is where he would go on a mission.

We prepared him for this day. We taught him to cook, clean, and sew. We spent countless hours in scripture study and Family Home Evenings. As the time grew nearer, I panicked. What if I haven't taught him enough? Does he really know enough to be on his own for two years?

These last few days I have been feeling a little like Abraham, as he was asked to offer his son Isaac. I read that the Lord gave Abraham this challenge not for the Lord's benefit, but so that Abraham would know what Abraham was made of. I have often pondered the discussion Abraham might have had with Isaac as they headed to the appointed place. I think I have a better idea now. I am sure that there was lots of talk about faith, and love, and being obedient. I am pretty sure there were some tears. And although this has been a pretty hard thing for me to do, I never once looked for the ram in the thicket. And though the tears spilled freely, they were tears of sorrow mingled with lots of tears of joy.

How grateful I am for a son who is found worthy and willing to serve the Lord. How grateful I am that my son will become a man while in Heavenly Father's service. How grateful I am that I now have an opportunity to see what I am made of.