Learning.

The other day as I was holding Addie, an overwhelming concept just randomly hit me. Hard. About the worth of a soul and my incredible responsibility as a mom. I'm amazed by the reaction it creates within me by simply thinking about the possibility of someone mistreating my kids or teaching them bad things. I'm definitely a mamma bear. Don't mess with my babies. I thank God everyday for these little miracles. Then I plead for Him to help me know what to give them and teach them so they can make it through the filth of this world with their integrity still intact. The thought of bringing up such precious and wonderfully innocent little people in this world full of filth and selfishness is enough to bring me to my knees over and over. I believe that is the key to doing the best I can. The Lord knows what they need. I need to keep myself in a place where I can feel His promptings. If I tried to do this on my own I would end up with serious regrets. It's a mistake I cannot afford to make; they would ultimately pay. I won't know every little thing that is happening in their lives, but He will. Suddenly the counsel given over and over that doing things halfway isn't going to cut it really sinks in. What do I want most for my kids? I want them to have joy and peace in their lives. Both of those can only be obtained through following the Savior and living as He would. Everything the world has to offer is temporary and ultimately leaves one empty. Whether people will admit it or not they are ultimately looking for joy and peace. The ones looking the wrong direction seem to think the next leap in the wrong direction is somehow going to be the means to an end and always end up disappointed. Satan is clever isn't he? The more he can keep you jumping off into the dark the harder it will be to know which way is back. There are examples everywhere. Morality has taken a dive off the deep end. So many have beaten down the light of Christ to a point they can't see past the nose on their own face. Once they have shut out the spirit from their lives, seemingly intelligent people will believe and say things that leave common sense on it's death bed. I can't afford to underestimate Satan. Which means doing everything I can to keep the Savior close. The right choices are so much more obvious and troubles less insurmountable when I'm looking the right direction. I think about how to get my girls through adolescence intact a lot. It's something I don't want to figure out when it's too late. Ultimately I always come back to humbly recognizing that what I need is divine intervention.
Thanks for listening. :)