I love prayer.... I just love prayer.  I will say it again, I love prayer.  Nothing could ever compare.  I love prayer.  (btw I didn't intend to rhyme.)  There is nothing in the universe like it.  You can talk with the Creator of the universe, how awesome is that?!?!  You can pray for yourself or others, and instantly or gradually have help.  You can pray for brothers and sisters on the other side of the earth that you have never personally met, and have full confidence that Jehovah will not only listen to you, but turn his attention to those you are praying for.  How mind blowing is that.  You can't get a single human to do that. Yet, we have the privilege of asking Almighty God to do that.  And He WANTS to.  We can't even get our kids to take out the trash without them rolling their eyes, let alone tend to someone who needs help in an instant.  Ok, my kids don't give me grief about chores, but I'm just saying, it is truly the most remarkable privilege ever.

I have been in so much pain and suffering the past few days.  My neck is swollen AGAIN, and it hurts so horribly.  If I bump it even the slightest bit, my eyes roll in back of my head and it takes my breath away.  But I have to make a run to the Mercantile.  Steph broke a tooth the other day, it wasn't hurting until today, and she ran out of migraine stuff. So I am going to bring her some and see if I can find some orajel.  EO & Lauren are in service and Colton is at work.

I have some relief now.  For right now, I'm not freaking out about the kid's problems.  Yesterday I was having a tough morning, but then the prayer really kicked in and I was calm the rest of the day.  Which was good, because I was so sick.  Today I'm feeling pretty horrible too, but I am only a little anxious instead of a basket case.

Oh, have to remember, the WT lesson for tomorrow, the whole lesson is fabulous, but for those of us with low self worth issues... paragraph 6.... "Just as our heavenly Father saw something valuable in the heart of Lydia, he saw something good in you."  So, yeah, we are imperfect, but if he hasn't left, it is because he is seeing the good in us.  I very often doubt I have anything good in me, but this.....