Angels among us--Do we notice or know they are there?

I had a fairly hum-drum day. Nothing too out of the ordinary. I noticed I did sleep fairly well, and went through the motions of what I do everyday.

I did get to take the time to go have lunch with Matt, Beth and their boys at Wilson's. Matt got our favorite, take-out from Mi Ranchito. Little Ethan isn't so little anymore. He is such a little munchkin and outgrowing his 0-3 mos size clothes! His cheeks are full and his face is round and cute as he can be. His hair is wild like his brother, Cole. They leave for home in the morning. It has been great to have them here for the holidays.

I went to my office and was there a couple of hours. I look forward to getting back into the routine of work. Afterwards I came home and drove past the Orem City Cemetery. I had the impression of my grandson Rhett and thought of Tracie and how she must be doing about this time of year. I called her, but no one answered so I left a message.

Piercing the Veil

It was a simple thought but my heart was touched as I thought of "little Rhett." Now, I know very well he is not little anymore, but that he has an adult spirit and very busy with missionary work. What a blessing to have him there helping our ancestors on the other side teaching them the gospel--I know this since Tracie shared with me that she had seen Rhett in a dream dressed as a missionary, name tag and all shortly after he passed away teaching the gospel (with Grandpa Rodriguez).

I remember a couple of incidents of when I was working at the temple shortly after Rhett passed away. I had the distinct feeling he was present as he greeted me with, "Hi Grandma." The organist had just played the primary song, "I am a Child of God." It reminded me at the time of the song that was sung at Rhett's funeral. I stood in the chapel and he said he wanted me "to tell his Mommy to not be sad." Those were comforting words for me to hear besides giving her his message later. I felt honored to have been receptive to hearing them. I have not doubted that our loved ones who have gone before are not that far away. They function on the other side in such close proximity.

I bear witness that it is a gift of the Spirit granted unto us through our faith and action upon knowing what we know, nothing doubting. It can be developed. It just takes practice--and I have had plenty of it. It is kind of like learning how to make 3pt baskets every time you try!!??

Angels Among US--

There is a song that I just heard on a CD in the car on my way home earlier. Maybe there was a message there, because I titled today's blog entry as the same name of that song. I didn't recognize the singer, but felt there was truth in those words. I will check it out the next time I go out and see if I can report on its title next time.

If I only knew how I could download music just like a photo on today's blog I would. That would be a stretch of the imagination. First I would need to find the song, then I'd have to figure out the mechanics of setting up the sound bytes for the music. That would be an amazing feat. Right??

Nothing is impossible if I at least try. I will keep you posted. I may surprise myself and you.