Dear Family,
Sorry that we missed last month and that we are late this month. We have had a busy and eventful summer.
First for my spiritual thought. I have this picture hanging on my wall, one of the gold leafing ones, which has a scripture reference to 3 John 4. “I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth.” I find that the older I get this scripture become more and more true in my life and has deeper meaning. There are many things that give me joy in life. My hubby, children, grandchildren (even though I don’t get to touch them often, technology is the greatest thing, I LOVE skype). Most are small things, for example every time I see a butterfly (especially the Monarch), fall leaves and colors, our food storage (home canned from the garden), camping in Yellowstone, my job (I know most of you probably don’t feel that way about yours), going to the Temple and there are so many more. However, as our children have grown up and are now making decisions of their own in regard to life, the words of 3 John 4 have taken on a new deeper meaning to me. I have great joy in knowing that 2 of our 3 children are worthy to enter the Temple doors. The 3rd may be worthy to, however she is focused on school now and the Temple is not in her immediate future, so there has been no interview to determine that. There truly is no greater joy for me than to know that your children are living the Gospel, that they know it is true and that living by the standards and values they have been taught, that although life is hard, it is better because of the Gospel.
Now onto the news. Last month while Brenda had 2 weeks out of school, she has been going year round and working for years, we took her to Florida to Sea World, Silver Springs and to the beach. It was a short trip down and back, due to Steve’s work schedule. We had a great time, even in the 100 degree weather in Florida, I thought I would literally bake in the heat. I have to say the Killer Whale show was not nearly as good, because they no longer get in the tank with the whales, since a trainer was killer earlier this year. We spent an afternoon walking on the beach and she picked up several small shells and brought back Florida sand for several of her friends. Christopher had to stay home and work, so it was just the 3 of us. On the way home we were camping in South Carolina and I as usual had to get up in the wee hours of the morning and go “potty”, well I was not looking where I was going and I hit with my leg and fell over the firepit ring. Yes, I cut my leg open down to the bone, had to go to the emergency room and have 23 staples put in my leg. They x-rayed it and the bone was not fractured or chipped which was good. This was my first time in the emergency room for myself. I have never had stitches (except c-section) or broken bones, etc until I get to be this age, should have just stayed in bed and ignored the “potty” call. Anyway, it has taken a long time to heal up, I did not have any pain, but it really looks awful.
