Out of the mouths of Babes...

This is a Christmas Cactus that my Grandmother gave me a few years back before she left to serve her mission. She asked that I take care of it and handle it with love so that it could flourish and grow bigger through the years and be a reminder of the love that she has for me. Well, I have to admit the 1st year it blossomed beautifully and was given lots of my attention. However, as our family continued to grow, my time for it seemed to lessen. It is a very hearty plant and therefore did manage to survive each year. I never could figure out though if it was indeed a Christmas Cactus or Thanksgiving one or just when it would bloom! It was always a topic of conversation between Tim, the kids, and I. It did not bloom last Christmas but instead bloomed in like Feb. or March??? So, I set out to love and nourish this little plant back to health so that I would have it to pass down to my grandchildren. Well, again, it has been talked about alot as of late. This week one morning, little Nolan headed downstairs before I did. All of a sudden there was an excited squeal followed by "mommie, mommie, your flower is opening, your flower is opening!" Somehow he to had caught the Christmas cactus bug, and was so delighted that it indeed was "opening" during this wonderful season!






In Isaiah it reads...And a child shall lead them. My youngest Nolan has brought this scripture reference to my thoughts many times as of late. There have been many times in the last couple of years that I would find myself depressed and sad. I suppose Heavenly Father has a way with dealing with my sadness through my children as there is not a day that goes by that they cannot make me smile:) Little Nolan has been doing that alot lately. We were sitting in sacrament last Sunday and I think he tired of drawing or looking at the Friend magazine because he came to me and put his arms up to sit in my lap. With him being the youngest, I try and make these moments last as long as he will allow. Anyway..he was quietly observing all around for a few moments and then he whispers "mom, what if I grow up?" Well, my 1st thought was, I will be really sad, but of course I didn't want to say that so instead I said, "well, will you still come and sit in my lap and snuggle with me and tell me you love me?" To which he replied with a great big smile, "A course mommie!" So I said, "then it will be ok". He then squeezed me tight and went on as if all was right in the world! In the span of 1 week, Nolan has inspired me several times to stop and thank my Heavenly Father for the many blessings I have. I am so thankful for his sweet little spirit and all that he teaches me on a daily basis! I love you my sweet son!