Happiness

These paintings are found in the Church History Museum in Salt Lake City. We went during Fall break and had a great time! They recently renovated it and included a children's play area and submissions to a recent art competition. Asher doing tanagrams in the children's area- focusing on light. He needed a haircut! Jonah building his house upon the rock.                    Ethan's house. Elizabeth speaking at a replica of the podium at the conference center. Asher compared to the statue of angel Moroni. A Piece of artwork submitted to the competition. I love the colors and the perspective the artist painted Christ with.❤️ Here's another. A replica of Liberty Jail, where Joseph Smith and several others were held prisoner for several very cold months and where Joseph received revelation. I really felt the Spirit with this one as I was really struggling with a prison-like headache at the time. Our trials can become like Temples to us and sac...

                A heart I found in a leaf. My sister asked me to write more about my angel/spiritual experiences. I guess I will start when I was younger. I remember the exact place I first saw an angel. We were living in Southern California, in the same house my Parents still live in today. I shared a room with my sister Larissa so maybe this makes me 12. My bed was pointed towards the door. I had a black and teal comforter. One night I woke up and saw a dark, tall figure standing near the door. I froze in fear. It stayed there for a little bit and then was gone. I relaxed and went back to sleep. The next morning I told my Mom about it and she said "you must have seen an angel!" I hadn't thought of that! It happened again a few nights later and since this was less new to me I was still scared, but not so much. I relaxed and observed what was going on. There was no message given, as angels often give. Just a presence.  Maybe that memory has m...

My sister sent this to me and it touched my heart! I had an interesting experience the other day. I was meditating early in the morning. As I was meditating, I had a thought that I should ask, in prayer, who was with me. I did and the answer came "Rose, Robert and Abigail." These are the three babies that I lost from a miscarriage. I didn't see them with my physical eyes, but I felt their presence- sitting on the edge of our guest room bed, as young adults. They were happy, and pure. I felt that they loved me and they are watching over me. I want you to know that I believe in angels. I have had several experiences with angels when I was younger. I know that God sends us small little signs- a butterfly on your shoulder, a big bright moon, a gorgeous sunset, a fun mazda miata- to show us that He loves us and that we are deeply cared about. He cares about us more than we will ever know in this life.  I know that angels are nearby and they are waiting to bless us, if ...