Hymnal Happiness

Lately, this hymn has been in my mind a LOT.

It's one of my most favorites...

"How gentle God's commands, How kind His precepts are,

Come cast your burdens on the Lord and trust His constant care.

Beneath His watchful eye His saints securely dwell.

That hand which bears all nature up shall guard His children well.

Why should this anxious load press down your weary mind?

Haste to your Heavenly Father's throne and sweet refreshment find.

His goodness stands approved, unchanged from day to day.

I'll drop my burden at His feet and bear a song away."

Some of my favorite words in this song are... gentle... constant... watchful... securely... haste... refreshment... approved... unchanged... drop... song.

Isn't it wonderful?

Especially I love the thought, "That hand which bears all nature up shall guard His children well." Especially right now when we're focused on the hope of spring, we can see the miracle of nature all around us. We know that not even a sparrow falls without Him knowing and He tells us to consider the lilies... How much more then will He guard His children.

Love it.

The hymns make me So Happy.

June Roses and January Raspberries

So I got a June Rose on January 19th!!

(Or rather a January Raspberry.) It was so so exciting!

I was working, very diligently, I am certain, when my co-worker called me to get up and "Come and Look!" I figured she was going to show me some guy she thought was cute

so I got up with a "Really, Brenda?" look on my face...

When what to my wondering eyes should appear???

President Monson came to the hospital to visit a patient! (No, it wasn't a widow. But it was a man to whom President Monson had been Bishop so many years ago.) It was so so exciting. Everyone was excited. All work pretty much stopped while he was here because we didn't want to miss the chance to shake his hand when he left. And when he left, he stopped and shook our hands and spoke with us and was so so kind. A son of another patient stopped President Monson and asked him to come in and visit his father and President Monson said, "Well, I'd love to say a word to your father." So kind.

It changed the whole day. Really.

I kept thinking, if this were the time of Nephi, he'd be Nephi! If this were Alma's era, he'd be Alma! So exciting. And the truth is - He is Christ's representative on the earth... You could feel that while he was here. I wished a little that it had been Jesus here, but President Monson was really dang close. (Should I use dang in the same paragraph with Jesus and President Monson?)

I'm so grateful for the Prophet. I'm so grateful that he showed up to my work. I wanted so badly to just run to him and say, "Everything will be fine right? Could you just tell me what Heavenly Father wants for me right now?" And then I realized that is exactly what he tells us every six months in General Conference. And through the Spirit we can know those things for ourselves all the days in between those blessed 4 days out of the year.

C'mon. So lucky. So blessed. So happy.