My feed has been flooded this week with #BecauseofHim things. I've watched all the videos and songs, read all the thoughts. It's been wonderful -all this reflection on the life of the Savior -all that He is, all that He does.
Specifically lately I've been noticing the beauty of sisterhood. I've been noticing the way women serve one another, from meals to childcare to rides to I-have-this-thing-that-I-don't-need-anymore-does-anybody-want-it? Kindness and love and compassion all around. During the hospital stay at one point Hubs said to one of our (fantastic!) nurses, "You nurses do the Lord's work." And it's true. So true. I know it's a career and that they get paid for it, but it is a chosen work and a difficult work and truly the Lord's work.
I love being a woman. I love the gift of sisterhood. I love the gift of motherhood. It's a special kind of service, doing something for another person that they cannot do for themselves. Birth -for as much as I was NOT loving it- it truly a beautiful and miraculous event. I don't want to sound blasphemous but I think that in those moments, especially in these early mother moments we women are as similar to the Savior as we can be in this life.
I am grateful that he partook of that bitter cup for me. That he accomplished the will of His Father, and mine. That He was willing.
All that is good in my life, all of it, is because of Him. I know He lives. I know He's mindful of me. I know He loves me.
There is so much peace and joy and gratitude in that.