I have always loved Easter and tried to focus on the real meaning of Christ's resurrection and atonement. I get semi irritated by the Easter Bunny (who visits on Saturday, not Sunday), and my kid's excitement over candy! One friend said their bunny comes on the first day of Spring...that may be in our future! Since my brother, Paul, died, it has brought even more meaning to the "holiday". Easter has become my favorite holiday because it's a time to reflect on how grateful I am to know that I WILL see my brother again! It's a painful separation, and every day I miss seeing what his life here would have been like. I miss talking to him...he was one of my biggest "cheer leaders". But I still feel his presence and know he is part of my life. Of course I think about how grateful I am to know of eternal families and that I will be with all of my family forever, but I don't like to imagine loosing anyone else! The experience of loosing Paul so suddenly has really brought the reality and fragility of life close to my heart.
James and I learned that a friend from college lost his young wife to cancer this week. It was very aggressive and seemed to happen too suddenly. They have three young children and are trying to compile memory books so that the kids will be able to know and remember their mother. It 's just a heart breaking thought that a mother will miss raising her children. We witnessed this couple's courtship while at BYU and I know how in love they were. We would listen to stories of how the husband was so enamoured with his future wife as they were dating! It's easy to think "this is not fair!" But, we have been given the healing power of the Atonement, and the blessing of eternal families. Perhaps it was a tender mercy that she passed on a few days after Easter when her friends and family had these thoughts of the resurrection fresh in their mind.
Yesterday I had the great privilege of attending the sealing of a family in our ward to their adopted son from Ethiopia. I have been good friends with Melanie for a few years since we really bonded as visiting teaching companions. I have heard of all of the joys and challenges they have faced through the adoption process...the spiritual experiences of knowing these sweet boys were meant to come to them, and also the challenges that come with adoption. It's been a journey, but I know as I witnessed the family come together all dressed in white around the alter in the sealing room, it was more than worth it to them! The spirit was so strong, and it was amazing to look around the room and see all of the love and support this family receives from their family and good friends. That is what the gospel is all about!
In Primary today, I asked Melanie and two of her sons who were in the room to come up to the front. I asked Deklin, the oldest at six years of age, to tell us what he did the day before. I was so impressed that without any prompting he told us how he got to go in the temple and be sealed to his little brother Silas! I then asked the Primary kids if we could sing "Families are Together Forever", and I heard a couple of the kids exclaim "that's my favorite song!". The Spirit was so strong, and as I looked around the room I got so emotional because I could SEE that the kids got it...they were feeling the Spirit too! None of the adults in the room could hold back their emotions and the tears of joy were flowing. I don't know if I will ever forget that "moment"! Shortly afterward I was in the hall talking to a wise friend and relaying the special moment. She was in tears, and she commented how interesting it is that life is made up of moments. You work so hard to get to one of those life changing moments (like making it to the temple), and then it's a moment that impacts your eternity.
It's been a great week of reflection, but I don't have the words to adequately express the feelings in my heart. The thoughts and experiences this week have left me spiritually uplifted in so many ways. I am grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who knows me individually, and he is so aware of how to teach me through experiences. I am so grateful for the empty tomb and the words "He is not here; He is risen!"


