abundance

Today I'm feeling the deep meaning of this scripture:

"I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."  

John 10:10

It definitely started all because of this face looking up at me and giggling and smiling as I began my personal study time.

It was incredibly enhancing of the feelings of the Spirit.  For those 10 minutes, life was pretty perfect.  (Hank is currently crying and trying to rip out scripture pages out of my New Testament.)  

But really, I live an abundant life.  And it is only because of my attempts to fully follow the life & teachings of the Savior, Jesus Christ.  I believe no matter our losses, or lack of gains for that matter, that everyone can have this abundant life.  It is offered to all.  But it comes with a price!

Brigham Young said:

It is a mistaken idea in the inhabitants of the earth to conclude that it will not do for them to yield obedience to the commandments of heaven, lest it should abridge them in their comforts and in their enjoyments; for there is no real peace, there is no real happiness in anything in heaven or on the earth, except to those who serve the Lord. In his service there is joy, there is happiness, but they are not to be found anywhere else. In it there are peace and comfort, but when the soul is filled with joy, with peace and with glory, and is perfectly satisfied therewith, a person even then has but little idea of that which is in store for all the faithful (DNW, 15 July 1857, 4).

I'm shouting "amen" in my mind right now.  A reverent one ;)

Yesterday we arrived home from our 2 week vacation to Texas.  It was a glorious time!  Our flight home was at 7am, so we got home to our house about 11am.  Wade fell asleep in the car but was up and Adam when we got home.  I was exhausted but let him play while I instructed him he was to kindly leave me alone while I took a nap.  It was a solid effort, people.  Every 2 minutes he was tapping on my head and whisper-screaming "MOM!  MOM!!"  The last plea was "I just want you to watch me" referring to his need to poop.  The boy needs some serious Motherly support because the boy never wants to go do his business without me.
I had to share my woes, so i texted Perris this picture and said: "I just want you to watch me" over and over.  In reference of his need to poop.  I can't keep my eyes open any longer.  Death by pestering"  

 No matter what, he wasn't giving up.  So I went with him.  He may not have even pooped after all--I can't remember anything 24 hours later!  Perris' reply came too late with a "Don't give in!!!!"  Then I found myself on the bed again with a pestering Wade telling me to go and get Hank.  I finally resorted to covering my head with a pillow and enduring 5 minutes or so of intermittent pulling of the pillow, in attempts to uncover my head.  FINALLY I felt his little body snuggle up to mine and was amazed to hear slow breathing...fell dead asleep right next to me.  Beautiful moment.  Beautiful nap.  May we all nap beautifully evermore!!