The human brain is designed to see patterns, patterns in numbers, letters, faces, behavior, art, music...There must be multiple occurrences for a pattern to develop. But, it starts with two instances.
I don't know that this is a patten, and a coincidence would be two unrelated occurrences that seem to fit the patten.
All this to say, Grandma Hilda Frost passed away April 10, 2016. The funeral is today, April 16 in Show Low, Arizona.
Last week I was planning this weekend with the kids. Before Grandma died. "How will we recognize Dad's passing on the 16th?" Turns out, we are recognizing Rob's passing by attending my paternal Grandma's funeral 800 miles away. We went to the cemetery Thursday to take Rob a balloon and a Reese's peanut buttercup.
If this is the start of a pattern, I don't know. I still believe in God's Plan and I'm doing my best to be obedient to His law and live up to His standard of righteous living. My strength to ensure comes through the Holy Spirit's witness of Truth and the hope provided by the Atonement of Jesus Christ.
As we drove yesterday, Sarah asks, "Mom, is Jesus in the sun? Jesus is so bright like the sun. "
I am so blessed. The stewardship I have been given to guide these four eternal spirits through mortality, as their only living parent, is a huge responsibility. But I know, I am not alone. Angels are constantly around supporting and cheerleading.
April will always be a month of reflection for me, but it is also Spring which brings new life and hope for a glorious Summer of harvest.
