The cute Strickland Family
I wrote a similar post just earlier, but had to change the simple message. I am LDS. LDS stands for Latter Day Saint. We are also called Mormons. This weekend is a weekend that happens twice a year. We are privileged to hear words of encouragement, words to be better,
words of a living Prophet and leaders that love us so much.
Lately, I have been living day to day. It helps me to get through the stress of worrying what will happen with our little baby that is growing and is just so tiny. I have been trying to focus simply on trying to not stress. Stress in not good for me, stress is not good for this little baby. But stress is simply a part of life. I have long worried and stressed for the Strickland family. We met when our sons were at Primary's. Their Mason was born at the hospital I work at, and when I heard the story of his crashing (he was undiagnosed with his heart defect of something similar to HLHS and actually went home and crashed at the hospital.) He was life-flighted to PCMC and I looked into how he was doing. He is a fighter. He is amazing (as is his family in so many ways.) These heart babies are resilient and strong. We love Summer and Mark. They were there the day Ryker passed, sobbing for our heart ache and praying for us. They are simply an amazing family. Mason is getting his heart. He and his sweet Mom Summer have been away from their family for too long, and this will be the start of them going home, home to Utah,
home to their family.
So as I sit and listen to the remarkable words of encouragement and peace from the wonderful leaders of our church, I pray for the Stricklands. I pray for Mason. I pray for the hands and minds of the surgeons. Because you know what, miracles do happen. I know this. I am so far from perfect. But I do believe in the perfect love of my Heavenly Father, and the love and peace he has shown to me and our little family. He knows my heart, knows my concerns for those we worry so about. He loves me, imperfect as I am. So on this Easter Sunday, please remember the true meaning of Easter. Remember the remarkable blessing of having a loving Brother who loved us so, and so He lovingly gave his life for us. He lives, and so we shall live.
Happy Easter to everyone.
words of a living Prophet and leaders that love us so much.
Lately, I have been living day to day. It helps me to get through the stress of worrying what will happen with our little baby that is growing and is just so tiny. I have been trying to focus simply on trying to not stress. Stress in not good for me, stress is not good for this little baby. But stress is simply a part of life. I have long worried and stressed for the Strickland family. We met when our sons were at Primary's. Their Mason was born at the hospital I work at, and when I heard the story of his crashing (he was undiagnosed with his heart defect of something similar to HLHS and actually went home and crashed at the hospital.) He was life-flighted to PCMC and I looked into how he was doing. He is a fighter. He is amazing (as is his family in so many ways.) These heart babies are resilient and strong. We love Summer and Mark. They were there the day Ryker passed, sobbing for our heart ache and praying for us. They are simply an amazing family. Mason is getting his heart. He and his sweet Mom Summer have been away from their family for too long, and this will be the start of them going home, home to Utah,
home to their family.
So as I sit and listen to the remarkable words of encouragement and peace from the wonderful leaders of our church, I pray for the Stricklands. I pray for Mason. I pray for the hands and minds of the surgeons. Because you know what, miracles do happen. I know this. I am so far from perfect. But I do believe in the perfect love of my Heavenly Father, and the love and peace he has shown to me and our little family. He knows my heart, knows my concerns for those we worry so about. He loves me, imperfect as I am. So on this Easter Sunday, please remember the true meaning of Easter. Remember the remarkable blessing of having a loving Brother who loved us so, and so He lovingly gave his life for us. He lives, and so we shall live.
Happy Easter to everyone.
Thanks for the perspective. We've had a hard weekend with Hallie and I needed to be reminded that miracles do happen.
ReplyDeletewhat a lovely entry... thank you so much for sharing such heartfelt memories!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful beautiful post. We will add to our prayers Mason's family (and your family) as well.
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