Thursday, February 22, 2018

Opening my eyes

As I opened my eyes early this morning with the alarm blazing in my
ears, I looked out the window to see snow covering the ranch.
The snow glittered gently down from the sky in the
morning sun and covered the range as far as I could see.
I have been down for a few days with the usual
winter sickness, and today was the first day I felt like
getting out of bed to move my body-
especially in the super cold.
I am so glad I did!
I left Lottie in my bed snoozing soundly next to me
and slipped outside with Angus.

Mr. Nielson and I have some decisions we are making and
to be honest, it's been a really hard.
I am learning and re-learning that life is never easy and
just because I may have had a really tough time before doesn't
mean I am exempt from anything hard ever again.
(Oh how I wish it were like that).
I just hope I can cling on to the lessons I learned and reflect
on the faith I gained from previous trials and heartaches.

For now, I am focusing on the beauty that surrounds me,
peace in Christ, and watching the Olympics in the evening with
everyone (including Angus) on our queen-size ranch bed.

GO USA!

Also: 


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Teachings from RMN:
Choices, October 1990
Yes, every test, every trial, every challenge and hardship 
you endure is an opportunity to further develop your faith. 
Faith can be fortified through prayer. 
Prayer is the powerful key to making decisions, 
not only concerning your physical body, but concerning all 
other important aspects of your life. 
Humbly seek the Lord in prayer with a sincere heart 
and real intent, and He will help you.
Remember that faith and prayer alone are seldom sufficient.
 Personal effort is usually necessary to accomplish your heart’s desire. 
“Faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.” (James 2:17).



Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Peace in Christ

 Mr, Nielson and I visited Coeur d'Alene, Idaho for Valentine's Day.
Neither of us had ever been there, we just had heard it was a
 beautiful little city filled with lakes and
 pine trees as far as the eyes can see.
So, we spent our days driving around, sleeping in, eating out, taking photos, 
 and talking to the Little Nies pretty much every
 hour on the phone....(who gave Lottie the phone?).


Christian and I are reevaluating some things in our life.
It's been stressful and to be honest, frustrating.
My mind has reflected on the scripture in D&C 19:23:
“Learn of me, and listen to my words; walk in the meekness 
of my Spirit, and you shall have peace in me”
I can't tell you how much that scripture lifts my heart.
I know that only through Christ I will find peace and healing.
I trust in and I know 



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Teachings from RMN:
A saint is tolerant, and is attentive to the pleadings of other
 human beings, not only to spoken messages 
but to unspoken messages as well. 
A saint is different from an individual whose 
response to a concern might be a selfish
 “What do I care” attitude. A real saint responds,
 “What? I do care!” Do is an action verb, and it becomes the
 driving force in the reply of one who will care for another in need. 












Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Jane and Hannah

 Last month I contacted my dear friend Amy in Provo to see if she 
could spare her daughter Hannah for a few days. 
 I wanted to surprise Jane for her 15th birthday and
 have her visit us here on the ranch.
So last Friday evening we picked up Hannah at the Albuquerque airport,
and Jane and I were even able to greet her at the gate.
 To see these best friends embrace was
 just about the cutest thing I've ever seen. 
(Remember this sad moment?) 
It's been so fun to have Hannah here. 
 She brought with her from Provo so much happiness and love.  

The girls have gone on 4-wheeler rides, hikes, and
they stay up late laughing and screaming.
Yesterday we took Hannah into the "big city"
to go grocery shopping with us and it was pretty memorable.
I am sure she will remember that moment for as long as she lives.

 I made a 2-layer pink vanilla cake with malt frosting.
We skipped cutting the cake and instead pulled out forks and dug in.
Sometimes it tastes better that way.

I can't believe how old my girls are getting!


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Teachings from RMN
"A woman is a master communicator. And she communicates best in humble prayer.
 How many of us first learned to pray beside the bended knees of our mothers? 
Surely she knows that her children can walk alone only 
when they have found their pathway to Father in Heaven through prayer.
Certainly, a woman is a teacher. Someone said,
 “When you teach a boy, you teach an individual, 
but when you teach a girl, you teach a whole generation."