sweet voices

As I did the dishes this morning, contemplating the sadness in my life a sweet voice started singing.

"The temple is a holy place" was set on repeat for a minute.
"Lead me, guide me, walk beside me" followed by "the temple is a holy place" once more.

A beautiful and perfect reminder that despite the trials in our little family I am teaching my daughters the Gospel. I am teaching them to love Heavenly Father, be grateful for our Savior's sacrifice, and to seek out the comfort of the Holy Ghost. I am teaching them to strive to make covenants with their Father in the temple. THIS is what makes my trials easier. THIS is what makes me days a lot brighter.

Rain

“We can choose to be grateful, no matter what. This type of gratitude transcends whatever is happening around us. It surpasses disappointment, discouragement, and despair. It blooms just as beautifully in the icy landscape of winter as it does in the pleasant warmth of summer. When we are grateful to God in our circumstances, we can experience gentle peace in the midst of tribulation. . . . In the cold of bitter sorrow, we can experience the closeness and warmth of heaven’s embrace. . . . How much of life do we miss by waiting to see the rainbow before thanking God that there is rain? Being grateful in times of distress does not mean that we are pleased with our circumstances. It does mean that through the eyes of faith we look beyond our present-day challenges. This is not a gratitude of the lips but of the soul.” -President Uchtdorf