The Light

I know the weather doesn't feel like fall, but we are officially out of October and in to November. I was putting all of my witches and skeletons away this morning and bringing out all the fall leaves, scarecrows and pilgrims. I felt a deep feeling of gratitude. I'm not very good at showing and telling my family of my deep appreciation for all they do for me, but I certainly feel it. I am reading a book called "Closer to the Light." It is about a pediatrician who had some amazing experiences with sick children who had near death experiences. At times the book talks about how scientists try to explain away the things these children see. They think that the brain makes them believe what they saw and that it didn't actually happen the way they remembered it. Sometimes they say they saw Jesus while others say they saw a Grandma or Grandpa who had passed away earlier. Almost all of them say they see a "Light." We believe the "light" to represent the Savior. When Kamber passed away I was in shock. I kept pounding on the wall down my hall and saying, "Why us?" It didn't make any sense to me. Then all of a sudden I got this thought, "Why not us?" We see things in the newspaper and on t.v. all the time about tragic things that happen and you never really think it will happen to your family. When it does, you feel really unprepared to survive what is being asked of you. I hope at some point in our lives we will be able to look back and see how much we grew spiritually and how much stronger we became; but right now it seems to be a pretty high price to pay.