This blog really is my journal. After printing up the last 3 and a half years worth of blog posts into books. I am so incredibly grateful for the opportunity I have to record my life at this time. Being a young mother is a busy (and sometimes frustrating), but wonderful season of life. I know that I will look back on my blog as such a treasure.
Anyway, I realized that I very rarely post on Sundays. I also tend to not post too many of my spiritual thoughts. I'm trying to change that though. This has been quite the weekend. I played the piano for a baptism on Saturday morning. Weston came with me. I love that he always wants to come to things like that. He has come to several baptisms and funerals that I have played at. Always by choice. He almost didn't come this time when I told him he couldn't bring a toy to play with, but at the last minute decided to join me. I don't know if he just doesn't want to miss out or if these kinds of things just fascinate him. Either way it makes me happy that he chooses to be where the spirit is.
Saturday evening was the General Young Women Meeting. It was broadcast at the stake center and I really wanted my
YW to be there. I called them all to remind them and offer rides on Saturday afternoon. I may have also sort of bribed them by taking them out for ice cream after. :) I was very pleased that all but three of them came. There were lots of good talks and beautiful music. Very uplifting.
Today was a super busy Sunday. I'll be honest, it stressed me out a little. I taught the lesson in Young Women's then also spoke in Sacrament meeting with the rest of the
YW presidency. This means that I had spent several evenings this week studying and preparing my lesson and talk. I lucked out that I got to teach the lesson on repentance to the
YW. I ended up only having about 25 minutes to teach, but I think the main message got across. I hope that I inspired them a little to get down on their knees and repent today. I wanted them to know how much our Savior loves us. He wants us to be happy and repentance is the way. We make mistakes. Every day. But the atonement is there for us every day too.
I told a story from my teenage years about a time when I had lied to my parents. I don't even remember what it was about. I sure hope I'm not the only one who lied to my parents as a teenager, but anyway, I felt horrible about it. I knew I needed to tell them the truth and apologize. I was so scared. I was sure I would be grounded for life. When I sat down to talk to my mom and dad I was crying and told them what I had done. I said I was sorry and that I knew I was wrong. I will never forget my dad simply putting his arm around me and saying that he loved me and he was proud of me. When we repent I imagine our Heavenly Father has the exact same feelings of love, joy, and pride for us times at least a hundred.
My point was that repentance isn't something we need to be afraid of. It's how we grow and progress spiritually. And our Father in Heaven loves us and will forgive us! Anyway, it was a good lesson. Amazingly I got through most of it without crying. I thought my handouts turned out pretty cute too.

My talk was on making and keeping covenants. I was a little worried about it because I didn't have an experience to share pop into my mind when I heard the topic. However, after some research and reading several talks on the subject I was pretty happy with my talk. I was so inspired by the talks I read too.
My favorite was a talk by Bonnie D.
Parkin, the Relief Society General President, called "With Holiness of Heart." She says, "Making covenants is the expression of a willing heart; keeping covenants, the expression of a faithful heart.
Sounds so simple on paper,
doesn’t it? Of course, the doing is where we prove who we really are. Thus, every time we reach out with love, patience, kindness, generosity, we honor our covenants by saying, “Here am I; send me.”"
We keep our covenants every day without really thinking about it when we live the commandments, serve others, and teach our families. We reap the blessings from living those covenants too. This week/weekend has been full of wonderful teaching moments for me. I'm grateful for the opportunities I have to serve in the church, and for my testimony of my Savior. I hope you all had an equally inspiring and wonderful weekend!
PS-Weston asked if he could take pictures of Talia the other day. He actually got some really cute shots. This was my favorite one, after the picture he took of her socks, of course. ;)