Dog Lake with my hubby...

Last Friday Darrin and I embarked on a much needed hike. The whole hike I was commenting on how much I missed this. Hello, we have free babysitters at the mouth of Big Cottonwood Canyon, why are we not out here like every second??? Oh yeah, schedules and all that. But we definitely are going to make more of an effort to get up there. There was a pretty rough part (for the lack of shape Darrin and I are in) towards the end of the hike. We took turns pushing each other up the hill. I know, pretty pathetic. But I was thinking how symbolic it was of marriage. I'll push you, you push me. Together we'll get there. Tired...yes, ornery....maybe, together...definitely. And let's try to enjoy the beauty along the way. OH THE BEAUTY!!! Along with looking into my children's eyes, nature leaves me asking the question how could one not believe in a Supreme Creator???


There was an article in the Mormon Times today that really put into words what I have been feeling lately. http://mormontimes.com/ME_blogs.php?id=1696 I was just put in as the 1st counselor in primary, as well as a more strenuous position of supervisor in my medical transcriptioning, and you know, being a mommy isn't exactly a lay down and rest position....so, needless to say I've been busy and seeming to get busier by the minute. But, through all this I have to say I feel more happy. Here's the ending of the article that pretty much sums up how I feel ...

Most people, Henri Nouwen wrote, are simply looking for ways to keep themselves entertained until they die. Entertainment, like so much else today, is just another form of stimulation. It will eventually leave you flat. Enlightened service, however, perks you up.You'll find that "peace like a river" the spirituals talk about -- a river that is flowing, powerful, dynamic, tranquil and deep. And when you find the latter, you wonder what you ever saw in the former.

Now, for reals, I know people that give a whole lot more service than me. Like the counselor I am serving with who's husband is the bishop and she has morning sickness while carrying her 5th child, or the woman I visit teach who is raising two disabled children as a single mother. My plate is nowhere near as full. But, I am thankful for all of the opportunities the Lord is giving me to "push a little harder" up my personal mountain. I truly do feel exhilerated.