The Opposition

I have been thinking about trials.

We all have them.

Some of them are big. And some of them are small.

And for each of us, a trial means something different.

Today, I am thinking about my trials. And compared to many, mine are actually pretty small.

But, no matter how big them seem, I know that I am not alone.

And I know that as long as I continue to have trials, I will continue to make progress in improving who I am.

And the more I improve, the more I become the person I always wanted to be.

So today...I am grateful for the opposition in all things.

I am grateful that I broke my ankle because it reminds me how lucky I am to walk.

I am grateful for illness because it reminds me how lucky we are to be healthy.

I am grateful for chipped dishes and possessions little hands have broken because they help me remember that the things that matter most are not things.

I am grateful for loss and grief because it reminds me to hold those who are still here a little closer.

I am grateful for my Savior, because in dying, He brings me life.

I am especially grateful for my family and my friends because you make the ride worth taking.

Lest you think there is anything wrong -- there isn't. Just feeling grateful for all I have today, and all the lessons and I learned in getting to this point.