Last month we finished reading the Book of Mormon
Each morning our family of seven sits down
at the kitchen table, and we read two pages.
We each read two verses at a time, and Lottie wanders
around the room, or draws, or sits on my lap, or
sometimes she asks me to whisper in her ear
a verse so she can "read" out loud too.
Reading the Book of Mormon together as a family has been a strength
to us, and we have tangibly felt blessed with wisdom,
more patience, kindness, peace, and love for each other.
We have been through some major changes, especially lately with the move,
but one constant in our lives has been our daily scripture reading.
Last year Nicholas was really struggling in school with reading.
He was getting tutored to help him get caught up
with the other children his age.
One day, I felt prompted to promise Nicholas
that if he would really make an effort
to get up and read scriptures with us in the early mornings
(when it was still dark), his reading would improve.
Within a few weeks, Nicholas's efforts paid off.
At school, he was reading faster,
keeping up with the other children, and his comprehension improved.
It was indeed a miracle. The Book of Mormon is a miracle.
Some mornings are busy while we rush through the verses and some mornings
we eat breakfast while reading, and some mornings, we are really sleepy,
and some mornings, we don't all quite make it to the table (or fall asleep).
But we know it is a true book, and we see the power
that comes from consistently reading it, and we love it.
Back in 2013, each of us wrote down our feelings for the Savior
and love for The Book of Mormon.
Enjoy what each Litte Nie wrote: