his hands

Well guys, it's Sunday, so naturally I'm thinking of God, and his place in my life. *SPOILER ALERT* Whatever your beliefs, if you have anything negative to say, or any negative feelings towards people who write about Heavenly Father and Christ, please, stop reading here, because I really don't want to hear your negativity. Anyways, now that that's out of the way, I'm going to continue to what I want to share with you all today.

I know personally, there have been many times when I have really just sat down, and thought about how God's hands have been in my life. Far too often have I found myself caught up in things that don't matter. I let my emotions run too high, and I lose my rationality. For those of you that may read this, that know me personally, most do not know that I suffer with an anger issue. Never have I gotten violent, or hurt anyone, including myself. But, there are times when my anger welds up inside of me, and I black out. I find that the further I stray from God, the worse my anger gets. I know this is not a coincidence. I'm not perfect, my spiritual wellbeing will not always be at its peak, but that's where He comes in. The people He has placed in my life are proof enough, that I can get over these issues I have. A quote by President Monson of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints that I love, "True love can alter lives, and change human nature." How true I have found this statement. During this Spring semester, I have found myself slipping into habits that don't allow me to grow. I lack spiritually. Then I have these amazing friends, that can fill those gaps for me, until I am strong enough to fill them for myself. For that, I am eternally grateful to God, for giving me the great honor and blessing of having these beautiful friends in my life. I know, my journey would be a lot harder here without them.

As I've thought about His hands in my life today, I can't help but think of my mother. A few years ago I was asked to write a talk about people's hands in my life. I focused that talk on my mother's hands. I talked about how they have aged, how more veins have become visible over the years, and how many new age spots I can see. Even as arthritis slowly creeps in, they are the same youthful hands that raised me. Her touch has always been gentle, and caring. I have never met a woman that has more care for people than my mom. I realize that I mention my mom a lot in the few blogs I've written, but I can't help it. She has been the main driving force in my life, the main influence that has made me into the person I am today. There has not been one day when I haven't thanked Heavenly Father for allowing me to be her daughter. She has been the greatest blessing anyone could have ever hoped for. So thanks mom, for being the best and for loving me no matter what.

The list can go on and on for the many people I'm grateful for in my life. I've learned through many losses to cherish those you hold dear, even if it may seem like they'll never leave your life. I think just taking time pretty often to just reflect on blessings in your life, will keep you pretty darn happy. Until next time friends.