"He is not here; for he is risen."

If any of you have ever been in my home, you can say that I have alot of pictures. I love to take my favorite pictures of my babies and put them through out the house. These children are what I live for. They are what keep me going. But in my home, there is a picture that is by far my favorite. It is not one of my husband and I when we were dating and I was thin.lol Or even of my first born son. It is a simple picture, in a simple brown frame, done by a man named Walter Rayne, that sits on my window sill above my sink in my kitchen. It is a picture of an empty tomb where Christ was laid to rest, and on that tomb the cloth that he was wrapped in, and the picture is called "He is not here;for he is risen.... This picture, this sentence out of Mathew 28 is so important to me. This to me, may be one of the important pieces of truth that I know. Jesus Christ himself made it clear to Martha when he found her weeping over the death of her brother Lazarus.

I find myself thinking of my son often these days. I can not help but worry about was is yet to come with all of these wars and natural disasters the world is experiencing. I read the headlines "Families still searching for loved ones", or " I was helpless as my child was taken from my arms" after the tsunami in American Samoa. I watch my friend as she buries her son I see the look his fathers face as he places the dirt in the grave of his beloved child. What heart breaking experiences we go through and stories we read about these days. As I see these things and watch the news I am understanding more and more each day that everyone , everywhere, no matter who we are, where we live or the color of our skin, will one time or another experience sorrows and pain. And as much as I have hated the sorrows and have had my faith shaken almost beyond no return , I know that without pain, there is no joy. When I lost my son almost 2 years ago, I found myself regretting the fact that I ever had children at all. I remember screaming at my parents for even bringing me into this earth, where we are susceptible to pain, and heartbreaks and sorrows. But as time has passed by and pain has softened, I know that I wouldn't trade these children for anything in the world. They are what life is about. These children ease the sorrows, and make the pain we go through worth the struggle. The time I spent with my son for the 7 months that he was physically here, was the most important months of his Mortal Life. My Davis was already a perfect spirit, he was already righteous enough to not have to go through the experience of "This Life." At a fire side once I listened as the speaker talked about the things that are the most important for us to do, in order to make it home(heaven) again, and the first one is to obtain a body. We must become mortal in order to eventually become immortal. And my child passing before the age of accountability, has promised his glory. What comfort it is to know where my son and his perfect spirit resides until I am with him again. I often think about the words of a song in my mind when I see, or hear of people and communities in such pain.

" This is not my home,

its not where I belong,

windows and rooms, I'm passing through,

this is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going,

I'm not afraid because I know,

this is my, Temporary Home"

I love those words, because they remind me that my son is not lost to me....he is home. I am not missing him from my life, rather he is home waiting until my testing on this earth is through, until the lord seems fit to call me home. So all the , natural disasters, wars,rumors of wars,

evil and destruction, sorrow, pain, trials and tribulations this world has to offer, in the end, it will be ok because, This is OUR temporary home!

So recently while looking at the calender, I noticed that my son Davis, who past away last year,birthday falls on the day of thanksgiving! So for the last month and a half I have been dreading the day! I have been thinking about what a horrible day to celebrate. A day of thanksgiving, but also a reminder that I won't have my son with me on his 2nd birthday! But as I was reading some qoutes from Elder Niel A. Maxwell, I came across one that says.. “The Lord knows our bearing capacity, both as to coping and to comprehending, and He will not give us more to bear than we can manage at the moment, though to us it may seem otherwise. Just as no temptations will come to us from which we cannot escape or which we cannot bear, we will not be given more trials than we can sustain.” So although right now, it may seem otherwise,for me, I know that he will be with me always,in spirit,untill we meet again. And instead of mourning on that day, I will do what we are to do on that day. I will give thanks for the time he was here with me. And for these precious boys that I have been blessed with to raise! So thursday the 26th of november will be a day of not only food,celebration,and pumpkin pies but also a day of remembering all the many things that I am truely Thankful for!!! And a Happy birthday to my son Davis Elaisa Nathan Hola!...... Untill we meet again

"Sometimes god calms the storm, sometimes he lets the storm rage and calms his child."

So I have been reading the scriptures like crazy the last couple of months, and I came upon one that I really loved. In D&C 101 Vs 8 it says" In their day of peace they esteemed lightly my counsel; but in the day of their trouble , of nessesity they feel after me." I love this scripture because it teachs me that we should turn to god not only in the mists of our troubles but also in our moments of peace. This is also a great one because evey one will have trials in this lifetime, big or small, that will send us to our knees. I am so grateful for these words of wisdom that we can turn to in the hard times in our lives, and I know that if we stay close to the lord through out our lives we will be prepared to stand steadfast and immoveable even through the thickest storms.

" I didn't do it."

So the other day my husband was cleaning and he slide the couch over to clean behind it. As he was cleaning he saw a big drawing in marker on the wall. So he called our three boys into the room and lined them up for intterigation. Well each boy denied the famous drawing on the wall. After about 5 minutes and no confessions Chris finally said "Okay I want to know who drew that airplane on the wall right now"! We didn't get a confession, but our oldest son said " Dad its not an airplane its a space ship!!!!" To Funny

"No Imagination"

So this Halloween I thought I would be creative with one of my kids costumes, so I took a detergent box, and cut wholes for my son to put his arms in, and then I cut off the lid and used double stick tape to stick it to his head. He was so cute, and every one seemed to love it. We took our kids to our church trunck or treat where we saw an old friend from high school there. She kept staring at my son(the detergent box) . Well about an hour after we left I got this text message from her that read, " Oh my gosh, you should have told me you didn't have a costume for him, we had an extra fire man costume you could have used." I was so annoyed, but I guess some people just don't have imaginations. lol

My Davis, My Love

"Fear not,even unto death, for in this life your joy is not full,but in me your joy is full"... On June 27,2008 Heavenly Father called my littlest one Davis home. He was truely a blessing to all who knew him but also to others who he taught the true meaning of life to, even through his short exsistence here in the mortal earth. To live each day loving one another, and not letting feellings of contention, and anger get in the way. The prophet Joseph Smith once said This world is a very wicked world; and it … grows more wicked and corrupt. … The Lord takes many away, even in infancy, that they may escape the envy of man, and the sorrows and evils of this present world; they were too pure, too lovely, to live on earth; therefore, if rightly considered, instead of mourning we have reason to rejoice as they are delivered from evil, and we shall soon have them again. … I am truely grateful for the oppurtunity to have had an angel so lovely and pure sent to me for the time he was here. I am thankful for the gospel and all that it teaches us in times of trials and tribulation. Elder Neal A. Maxwell wrote, when for the moment we ourselves are not being stretched on a particular cross,we ought to be at the foot of someone elses. I am thankful for all the many thoughts of love from all of you , and I am thankful for those who have mourned with me in my time of sorrow, comforted me when I stood in need of comfort, for you are truely standing as witness's of god, and I have Faith that I will soon hold my child again,in a worry free world when all of our loved ones will come forth through the atonment of christ in the morning of the ressurection. And I know Weeping may endure for the night, And sorrow may continue for long, But joy cometh in the morning