Good Things To Come

"Some blessings come soon, some come late and some don't come until Heaven. But for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ- They come. It will be all right in the end. Trust God and believe in good things to come." Jeffery R. Holland

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Father's Day


Ally is a lucky lucky little girl. She has a great daddy.


For Father's Day I wanted to surprise Jonathan with a homemade ice cream maker. But atlas... there was no money for ice cream. With the fire and having to loose out on work it just wasn't going to happen. But that didn't stop us from having a great "Daddy party day".

I taught Ally the "I'm so glad when Daddy comes home" song that is THE father's day song. She did so well! Jonathan said that he even understood a lot of the words and she did actions and everything. She did way better than the actual primary kids did in church- I'm just sayin. She colored a "I love my Daddy" picture- in brown. Because according to Ally "Daddy like brown" um... sure. Better than pink, her other favorite color to use on pictures. They even wore matching colors to church. Her in a green dress and him in a green tie. He took it off before the picture- can't have proof that he matched his princess now can we?

We also made a homemade Pizza for dinner and he got a candy bar. We attempted a new recipe for homemade graham crackers- but that was a total bust. Bless his heart, he ate them anyway.

He and Ally shared a nap and then later played ball in the house (cause that's allowed??? I'll let it slide this once)

Jonathan is a great father. He is always quick to tell Ally he loves her and he spends time each day playing with her. He watches cartoons with her- even when they drive him crazy and he is good about teaching her to show more love towards me- because everyone in the whole wide world knows that kid loves her daddy the most of the most. I did good picking him.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The Fire

So I am deathly afraid of tornados. I lived in Texas for 27 years and every year I would spend some amount of time in a closet crying and praying for the storm to pass us by. So it was a joy to know that I would be moving to a place that would never never have a tornado. However... there was the potential for wildfires, as we are surrounded by beautiful forests. Now, I figured- it's a fire. If there is one, you put it out. How hard is that. That's what the hot, half naked firefighters from those calendars are for, right? Well... when you look out your window and see the fire coming towards town- not so easy and the firefighters- not so half naked.

The town was covered in smoke for a week, as the fire began to burn... and burn... and burn... and then it grew bigger and bigger and bigger and then it came closer and closer and closer to town. See below:



Then you realize what a strange feeling it is to sit in your house, knowing you can't go outside because you can't breathe, and knowing that you are waiting to see if you will burn. Just as scary as sitting in a closet praying away a tornado. Only this takes way longer for the storm to pass. So you wait... until you see this:


and this:



And then you pack up to leave, driving through this:




not knowing what will happen to all you're meager belongings as you and your family try to stay safe. Thankfully we had a safe place to go- Jonathan's mom's house in St. George. Where we had plenty of room and food. Thankfully we weren't stuck on a cot in the evacuation station, a highschool gym. Thankfully the firefighters were able to keep the fire from the town and thankfully we were able to come home to nothing being ruined except what was in the fridge. They are still working on the fire, but things are getting better. The ward and stake were able to contact everyone and know they were safe and there have been many experiences of people helping people. Yep, I've gotten good at praying away tornados, now I just need to get good at praying out fires.