Baptism

Besides the fact that no one could hear Kendall sing (and could therefore hear all my mistakes at the piano), and the fact that William didn't know where I had packed the boys' underwear so they took a really long time getting changed, and the fact that I forgot I was leading the music and had to run to the front of the room 2 sentences into the closing song, everything went very smoothly. It was a beautiful baptism, and we are so thankful for the people who came out for it. I can't believe we didn't get a picture with Paul and his family... but they were there. The boys were super reverent the whole time, and especially as they were receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost. I had never seen them so reverent and it was a beautiful sight, certainly one I could get used to. I am so thankful for Logan and Taylor's choice to be baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. And I am thankful for Christ, who sacrificed his life, so that we could be forgiven of our sins and one day return to live with Him and God. I am thankful for the gift of the Holy Ghost, a constant companion, to guide us, comfort us, and testify to us. My prayer is that It will guide Logan and Taylor on the straight and narrow path that leads to God. I pray that they will turn to Heavenly Father, through the Holy Ghost, when they feel lost and need direction. I pray that they will find comfort in It, when William and I have given them our all. And I pray that they will always turn to prayer when their testimonies get shaky. I pray that they will develop a strong relationship with Heavenly Father, through prayer, and that their testimonies will grow from that relationship. I know they are both very special human beings, and I am so grateful that Heavenly Father trusted me to care for them. I am sure he is sometimes disappointed with me, but I promise I am trying to do my best. I am learning from my mistakes, and hopefully Alexis will get the best of me. Haha. Just kidding. One thing I have learned is that every child is different. And I have to treat them all differently, even if that may seem unfair at times. They all have different needs and different ways to communicate. And I am glad for that. They have different personalities, and that's great. I wouldn't want them all to be the same. What I'm trying to say is that I am grateful for them, flaws and all. I love them all unconditionally, just like I know they love my unconditionally, and for that I feel very blessed. Thank you, kids, for always loving me, no matter what, and forgiving me my shortcomings. I am one lucky mamma.