About a week after Amber passed away there was a wonderful rain storm. After the storm had passed, Kaden and I were driving home and we saw the most beautiful double rainbows. We were just a block from home, and we rushed to the backyard and took pictures and just looked at them with complete awe and joy.
I felt such an overwhelming feeling of love and gratitude... I felt like those beautiful rainbows were a gift straight from heaven, and that Amber and Leah were saying, "Mom and Dad, we're with God, we're together, we're doing good, we love you , and we will all be together forever someday.
All is well." Such a sweet, sweet gift.
I recently read this poem...and while I'm still pretty envious of those who seemingly don't have to endure very much heartache and pain, I was touched by this message and I'm filled with gratitude for our loving Savior.
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All is well." Such a sweet, sweet gift.
I recently read this poem...and while I'm still pretty envious of those who seemingly don't have to endure very much heartache and pain, I was touched by this message and I'm filled with gratitude for our loving Savior.
Traveling by bus, those around me
slumbered,
Yet sleep eluded me.
I thought how fortunate my companions
were,
Oblivious to the aches and pains.
They missed the tedious hours.
They missed the pouring rain.
I envied them so…..until they missed
the rainbow.
Lisa
South, Ensign, August 1997, p. 17
At church yesterday we had a wonderful lesson based on this talk by President Uchtdorf, The Hope Of God's Light. It's an amazing inspiring talk. I love this part..."There
may be some among you who feel darkness encroaching upon you. You may
feel burdened by worry, fear, or doubt. To you and to all of us, I
repeat a wonderful and certain truth: God’s light is real. It is
available to all! It gives life to all things.
It has the power to soften the sting of the deepest wound. It can be a
healing balm for the loneliness and sickness of our souls. In the
furrows of despair, it can plant the seeds of a brighter hope. It can
enlighten the deepest valleys of sorrow. It can illuminate the path
before us and lead us through the darkest night into the promise of a
new dawn."
This sweet gift from our friends Chris and Sonya, is something I look at everyday. These are the words that Allyn spoke at Leah's funeral, almost two years ago. It is our new family motto.