Life

The other day, the kids and I went with Dwight as he went to visit a few families in our ward. He had prepared a message to drop off to them ahead of time and just planned on doing quick visits. All of the families are less active and he questioned whether they would even let him in. He stood on the doorstep of the most of the homes. One family let him in. But, all of them atleast spoke to him on the doorstep. As we drove from home to home, I couldn't help but be so thankful for my life. I'm thankful to have a righteous husband who honors his priesthood. I'm thankful to have a happy and comfortable home. I'm thankful to have healthy kids. I'm thankful to have the gospel in our lives. Sometimes I question why people who have recieved the gospel choose not to participate in it. As we drove from home to home I couldn't help but have compasion for these families. This life can be so hard, and have so many struggles. People don't have enough money to comfortably support their families, they struggle with drugs and addictions, broken families, and the ways of the world. They are good people making bad choices or having bad things happen to them. I wonder how our Father in Heaven can bear to watch his children in such bad circumstances. I'm thankful for my life.