After going to the optometrist twice this week, I still can't see very well up close. My vision has been changing because of the chemotherapy. This happened last year, but the new contacts made everything better. Mom thinks that I might need to wear reading glasses. Maybe I need bifocal contacts if such a thing exists!
Mom drove me to the chiropractor for a massage. After that, we went to Big Lots to stock up on snacks for the kids' lunches. We also ended up getting a pair of jeans, a red shirt for Brenton and some t-shirts and boxers. I was feeling pretty worn out after the errand. I've been trying to rest more today and so I'm saving up my energy for the next time I get up and do something.
I seem to be kind of emotional lately. I feel a lot of fear, but I know it is ok to be afraid. I will try to replace my fear with faith by reading in the scriptures and praying to comfort. What else do you do to increase your faith?
Emilee
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My initial answer to your question "what do you do to increase your faith" would be: talk to Emilee Ellis. Everytime I talk to you or read your blog, I am amazed at the amount of faith you have!
In addition to that, I listen to the hymns. There are so many that bring me comfort. A few of my favorites include, "Come Unto Him", "Lean on My Ample Arm" and "Lead,Kindly Light". I also love to listen to the Mormon Tab CD I loaned you. Hope you get a chance to listen to it. It is beautiful.
So glad your mom is here. It sounds like you two are having fun together. I hope you have a restful weekend. Talk to you soon.
Cindy
Hi Emilee! I'm glad your Mom is there to cheer you up! I have been pretty busy the last few days-my Daughter in law and Grand-Daughter are here visiting for a while-my Son is in the Marine Corps. My Grand-daughter is a handful, but a real delight! They will be going back to the base after thanksgiving, it's a delight having them here-my Grand-Daughter Ashley is only seventeen months old,and really likes music. I'll stop for now. Have a Nice Day Emilee! Bill Black, Stockton
Yes, there is such a thing as bi-focal contacts. Your optometrist should offer them to you. ACUVUE (by Johnson & Johnson) even carries the type you would most likely need.
As far as increasing faith, I re-read my journals and it reinforces my testimony of how much the Lord is aware of me as an individual. This inevitably increases my faith in the Savior being a personal Savior and of His ability to succor me during my own Gethsemane.
Uplifting music in the background of my days always helps my spirits. The kids wonder what is wrong if the music isn't on! You are doing what you can and you will be blessed with comfort because of it.
When I am feeling overwhelmed and fearful I ask David for a blessing of comfort. I ask for this as many times as I feel like I need it, which can be often. It helps me to bring the Savior into my life this way. I also like reading my patriarchal blessing to see that Heavenly Father is mindful of me.
From Emilee's penny-pinching dad who found this story inspiring:
You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this twist on the story.
Gives you something to think about. Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend.
The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the water-way, and cars costing more than her house.
The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants.
Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.
As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.
Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.
He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?
Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally,
she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.
A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?
'Look at it.' He said. 'Read what it says.' She read the words 'United States of America.' 'No, not that; read further.' 'One cent?'
'No, keep reading.' 'In God we Trust?' 'Yes!' 'And?' 'And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin.
Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it!
God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him?
Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!
When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized t hat I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, 'In God We Trust,' and had to laugh.
Yes, God, I get the message.
It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful!
And, God is patient..
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