The Women of God

There are so many good articles at the reach of my fingertips, I could literally spend hours and hours reading one article to another, and never even make a dent in all that is out there.  I could read tips on potty training, tips on how to teach my children to clean their rooms, or how to read, how to stop yelling or to stop the fighting in my home.  This list just goes on and on.

However, I am consistently pulled back to talks from leaders of my church.  Today's talk was from Elder Neal A. Maxwell, and was given in 1978!  I know this was before I was born!  Before my parents were even married!  So why would this talk be pertinent to me today?  Well, this quote should tell it all:

"When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies?  The great armistices made by military men or the peacemaking of women in homes and in neighborhoods?  Will what happened in cradles and kitchens proved to be more controlling that what happened in congresses?  When the surf of the centuries has made the great pyramids so much sand, the everlasting family will still be standing, because it is a celestial institution, formed outside telestial time.  The women of God know this."

Like many women, I quit my job when my children were born, to stay home and raise them.  I have not regretted this decision once.  Does that mean my days have all been blissful, happy days filled with lullabies, and precious moments?  Absolutely not!  I have had my share of days where I was ready for a "do-over" by noon.

But I've also had those days when we get to snuggle and read stories, or watch a movie.  Days when we make cookies or go for hikes.  Days when they ask questions, or tell me stories.

A friend of mine was recently sharing her frustrations with her teenage son.  She went on for a few minutes and then she said, "But then, he melted my heart when he...." And that is what it is.  Those little turkeys can drive us to our wits end, but then they will say or do one little thing, and melt our heart, and we are reminded why we wake up every morning excited to spend our days with our little people again and again.