I know that the same thing should be done with our spiritual preparation. I have been thinking a lot about Trevin and Tatum lately, big shocker. I think that as the world around me becomes more and more wicked and unbearable I start to think about the predictions and prophecies in the scriptures that talk about these days. I see so many fulfillment's of these prophecies. I think in the past two or three years we have leap frogged into incredibly scary times. I had been pondering for several weeks about how and what I need to do to prepare myself better. When I die I want to be able to face my Savior and have Him know that I lived a good life, I followed His commandments to the best of my abilities, that I loved my family, I was a good mom and wife, that I was a good person that tried to help those around me, that I stood up for truth, that I was a good representative of Him, etc. When I see Trevin and Tatum again, I want them to look at me and see who I have become and say "Well done Mom, Well done". I want them to know that I learned from our time together. That I didn't wallow in self pity, that I appreciated who they were and what they came to do and accomplish. That I became a better person because of our relationship and experiences. There time and efforts were not wasted.
On Wednesday Halea and Hilary and I met one of my good friends at the BYU Museum of Art to see the exhibit there called The Sacred Gifts. Halea was maybe supposed to be in school, but I kidnapped her from the Great and Spacious Building and took her to a different kind of school:) All of the art work is religious and they are from three different famous artists, the pieces are from several different countries and churches, On loan to BYU for a time. It was an amazing experience and I was so glad that Halea and Hilary got to come and enjoy the spirit that could be felt from these paintings. As we were driving up to the Museum Hilary was asking what the paintings were going to be about. Before I could tell her she saw a huge picture of the Savior on the building. She pointed and yelled out, "Jesus!". Yep. I am not sure how anyone could ever look at those paintings and not believe in divine inspiration. They are simply stunning. Afterwards we ate at the little cafe above the museum. If you look close you will actually witness Hilary eating something besides candy! A fruit kabob. A true miracle, captured on camera.
It was such a great day, until I got home and realized that I had lost my Tatum bracelet, that I have worn everyday since her funeral, somewhere in between the museum and coming home from class that night. I felt really sick for a second, and then I decided I would retrace my steps and try to find it. If I can't it will just have to be OK. I have looked a few places, and have not found it yet.
The last few days have been really busy with hospital things and just regular life things. On Thursday when I was at one of the hospitals that I work at, I noticed that at the nurses station they have a TV up on the wall and it is looping pictures with messages typed on each photo. I started watching it because there were pictures of our nurses and doctors. All of a sudden up pops a picture of Tates! It said something like, "children hold our hands for but a little time but hold our hearts forever". How thoughtful of them to put her picture in that video for me. What a sweet surprise. I love being surrounded by her memory.
Despite the crazy few days, I did take time to realize that the daffodils that my friends planted in the fall are starting to come up!! I really hope that the ground hog was wrong and that spring is coming.
I did also discover that there is a thing called Marshmallow Chocolate milk! This could be very bad.
I also learned that it is always really bad to drop the powdered sugar in the pantry. Lesson learned.
One of the artists at the museum tonight, Heinrich Hoffman, had painted an amazing picture of the Savior. He said he had painted it for himself, but his friends had urged him to display it in his gallery. He said that he had wanted to hang it over his bed and have this question by it, "Have you lived this day in my spirit according to my commandments?". I think this is something I want to reflect upon every day. Have I lived the way the Savior would have wanted me to? Am I becoming better every day? Am I prepared?
Funny thing that Hilary sang today: "When people die, we get to see them again. Jesus takes care of people. I love my dad." She is like a living musical. She is also singing the snowman song from Frozen that is adorable. I'll say it again, I wish I could freeze her right about now.