Last weekend I visited my grandma for her 80th birthday. She lives in Phoenix, Arizona. We flew out of Salt Lake City on thursday (with a busted knee). We had a great time while we were there, my mom wrote this poem for my grandma:
God has given us so much love.
He smiles on us from heaven above.
I feel grateful for my blessings in life.
I am even grateful for all of my strife.
I know the road has had its mountains to climb.
I know it has had moments of joy and sublime.
The world ever changes and is moving very fast.
Sometimes things feel that they won’t last.
The joy of some moments we want to hold longer,
is replaced by the next moment of life which is stronger.
Each moment brings some mystery and wonder,
We welcome it with our perception of the circumstances that we are under.
These moments of change flow like the current of a river;
ever pulling, never stagnant, forever changing, to shape us from the giver.
Like the stones in the bed of the river,
the moments of life smooth and change us to meet Spirit and see clearer.
I am grateful for consistency in these times of change.
There are some things that I know will always remain and never rearrange.
I know my Heavenly Father is the Father of us all.
I know our Savior delivered us from the fall.
I know a mother loves deep to her soul.
A mother is always there for you when you’re young and when you’re old.
You’ve sacrificed, and loved, and given from your heart.
You’re the element that calms the river and what consistency is all about.
You are the heart of the home; the a beacon of light
I thank God for you, my mother, I cherish you, I love you, I will always hold on tight.
By Jill Anne Ketler
We got back monday after a weekend of cousin fun. I'm glad that I was able to do it.
God has given us so much love.
He smiles on us from heaven above.
I feel grateful for my blessings in life.
I am even grateful for all of my strife.
I know the road has had its mountains to climb.
I know it has had moments of joy and sublime.
The world ever changes and is moving very fast.
Sometimes things feel that they won’t last.
The joy of some moments we want to hold longer,
is replaced by the next moment of life which is stronger.
Each moment brings some mystery and wonder,
We welcome it with our perception of the circumstances that we are under.
These moments of change flow like the current of a river;
ever pulling, never stagnant, forever changing, to shape us from the giver.
Like the stones in the bed of the river,
the moments of life smooth and change us to meet Spirit and see clearer.
I am grateful for consistency in these times of change.
There are some things that I know will always remain and never rearrange.
I know my Heavenly Father is the Father of us all.
I know our Savior delivered us from the fall.
I know a mother loves deep to her soul.
A mother is always there for you when you’re young and when you’re old.
You’ve sacrificed, and loved, and given from your heart.
You’re the element that calms the river and what consistency is all about.
You are the heart of the home; the a beacon of light
I thank God for you, my mother, I cherish you, I love you, I will always hold on tight.
By Jill Anne Ketler
We got back monday after a weekend of cousin fun. I'm glad that I was able to do it.
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