I know that my Redeemer lives

Baby boy had his 2yrs checkup earlier  this morning. And the cute little sweetheart cried his heart out as they gave him a flu shot. He later told my ma and aunty Zintle that "the needle bite me". Poor thing. He's OK now, just relaxing into his nap time.

And since I fell asleep at 3am due to a deep need to bake bread (this bread fascination is getting slightly out of hand), I thought I'd keep this short today.

All I want to do lately is share my gratitude for the gospel of Jesus Christ. I was telling baby boy earlier about how much Jesus loves him and the sacrifice He has made for us. I also reminded him that this great sacrifice, when used correctly, helps us to be more like Him. We spoke about the great love that our Heavenly Father has for us and how we can follow His commandments in order to one day go live with Him and Jesus Christ again. Baby boy just nodded as he hears this kind of talk pretty often. Especially before bed when he might feel lonely. We always try to remind him that even when we as his parents are not in the same room, he is never alone. Heavenly Father is always watching over him and protecting him. And that he can pray whenever he wants to.

I am grateful to my ma for teaching me well. Because of her wisdom I am able to call on the Lord's assistance in the role of mother and wife. Conversations such as the one I've just had with baby boy help bring comfort and love into our home. It helps me feel whole and to remember hat I too am a daughter of a loving Heavenly Father. He knows my heart. He hears my prayers. He loves my family. He watches over my family. And He has blessed me with the knowledge of His true gospel.

 As per my favorite hymn, I know that my Redeemer lives.

And I am so very grateful for His love.

These things I say to you in Jesus Christ's holy name, amen.