Use Your Words

On Sunday we blessed our little Abby. I was so excited to get to know our little girl just a little bit better. We dressed her up all pretty. She wore my baby blessing outfit that my aunt had made for me. It’s crazy to think that I was that little once.  Abby looked so beautiful in the handmade lace.

When the men got up to give her a blessing, there was no microphone (due to lack of foresight) and Jason gave the blessing. Only those in the circle could hear it. It made me so sad not to be a part of this special time with my little girl. I had built it up in my mind to go perfectly and I couldn’t even hear it.  My dad wrote down what he could remember from the blessing and that made me feel a little better. I shouldn’t let it bother me so much, but it really upset me. I already know she is a special spirit, but I wanted so badly to hear it. I’ll guess I’ll just have to get over it. 

Jason and I bore our testimonies in sacrament meeting. I mentioned that we were trying to work with Dallin to say words when he wants something instead of just screaming and crying about things. We try to encourage him to say “up” when he wants to be picked up, or “help” when he needs help, or “eat” when he is hungry, etc. Last week it dawned on me that Heavenly Father encourages us to do the same thing. Use our words. He is there waiting for us to tell him what we want. He will pick us up when we fall. He will help us when we need. He will feed us when our souls are hungry. How many times do we grumble and cry to each other about our trials and forget to simply use our words? How many times in the scriptures does Heavenly Father say “Ask and ye shall receive, knock and it shall be opened.” I know that our Heavenly Father hears our words and like a loving father, will do all in his power to do what is best for us. Just like Dallin doesn’t get his way all the time, we won’t get our way all the time, but he knows how to care for his children. I trust that. I’m so grateful for a caring Father. I’m so grateful for His love. Being a parent has made me come to appreciate only a sliver of the love that He has for each of us.