Spiritual Sunday

What a beautiful Sunday morning here in Somewhere Land.

When my husband found out he had cancer, I was devastated.. "How could this be happening again." (meaning we had just lost our twin boy). I felt the love from family and friends far and wide, I was so weak, but I felt so strong.. Things happen in this life for reasons, we don't know why, but we will learn and grow from them.. I am not perfect in anyway, sometimes I go to bed crying, after my prayers, asking Heavenly Father. "why why why".

This is the reason today that I want to get out to everyone. My husband was in the hospital, internal bleeding, I had know idea what the outcome would be, but that particular day was a Sunday, we was rushed to the hospital on Friday, and didn't know if he was going to make it. I hurried and got the kids ready to go to their grandmothers house for the day, was out the door, and the phone rang.. It was my husband, he before this really didn't talk much, he mostly just slept. Dev- I want you to go down to the church to pay our tithing. I was speechless.."How in the world do I know that we are going to be alright"? Surely the last thing on my mind this day was to go down and pay fast and tithing... I did, I walked in with pants and shirt, handed bishop the envelope, I couldn't hold back the tears.. "How is he doing", the bishop asked. " I couldn't talk about it, so I just shrugged my shoulders, and walked out. I have to admit this day that I was not happy about paying our tithing. I went to the hospital and the first thing when my husband said after he woke up was "did you pay the tithing"? I just nodded my head...

I had know Idea how we were going to pay for anything, my husband out of commission, I with no job, I knew that we were full tithing payers that if we needed to we would just ask for help...

Every week went by, no money no income, no help... I bashfully asked my husband if we needed to get help from the bishop. He simply said."well be all right".

Christmas time was near, no money for Christmas.. Then one day, the calls just started pouring in. People stopping by and giving $500, 1,0000, and so on.

A friend from back home, called and said they had a gift for us, we hardly ever see this friend, she had no idea what was going on. She came to the door, dropped off an envelope, and just left. I opened up that envelope, saw that there was a TON of money in there. The card read something like this-

Every year our whole family puts money in a pot for "a rainy day", for someone who we think might need it, Dev, I had a strong feeling that you needed this, take it, we all feel like your a part of our family..

Another, a friend who had moved away, came to visit their parents here in somewhere ville. Stopped by and left us with a ton of money also.

The lord works in marvelous ways, he knows when you are in need, if you are faithful to him, he will never let you down, he will have other people who listen to his words. I am very thankful for all those you felt spirit, and who served us and helped us out..

I have to say this- the whole time that Maka was sick, the whole time Maka's work exploded.(Yep, that is a memory, I'll have to share sometime) We never did without, we never went to the bishop, which in turn helped bishop build his testimony too.

Kaingalotu-(brothers, and sisters)

I know that times are hard, I know that things aren't what they used to be. But if you pay your full tithing every time you get income, YOU and your families will be blessed. You will not be rich, but you will not have to worry..

I love you all have a great week,

Here's a thought- take this week to go get your visiting teaching done. ;)