Eternally grateful

I teach Sunday school to the 14 and 15 year olds.   This Sunday the lesson was about recognizing Gods hand in our lives.  There was a talk by Elder Eyring where he explained that he kept a daily journal and every day tried to look at what had happened and God's hand in his and his families life.   He said it really strengthened his testimony and brought him closer to God.  I decided to follow his example and attempt to do the same thing every day.

I started on Monday but honestly was having a hard time identifying exactly what God was doing or where he was intervening.  I do a better job of looking back over an extended period of time, but more difficult on an exact basis.  

Well, Tuesday I was able to take a glorious nap while my 2 children were napping and had energy to complete my long list of tasks.   I got so caught up with everything that I finally went to bed at 1 AM.  Then started my night of hell. Brazil woke up at 2.  I fed her and tugboat she went back down.  Then at 4:45 all the fur alarms started chirping. Matt was gone yo bend last night, so I had to go around d unplugging all the little dang things and then finally figured out that I needed to turn on the breaker outside. I finally got it taken care of by 5:20.  William then woke up 20 minutes later all energized and then it was hazels turn.  Ugggg.  Where was the blessing in all of this??  Stay tuned for tomorrow when it all makes sense.