Wake Up Call

Sometimes in the wee hours of the morning comes the wake up call.  Fortunately I don't get too many of them especially those that come on the actual phone.  No, my wake up call comes from my kids.  My least favorite involved puking.  I don't like losing sleep and I definitely do not like losing sleep because I need to clean up puke.  Makes me nauseous just thinking about it. 

Anyway, I am not sure how this happens but I seem to have an ear for the kids coming out of their rooms.  So it was that at 3:30ish this morning I heard Jack's door open and then close, followed by him coming up the stairs and to my room. The little fella was in pain.  Ear ache.  No fun at all.  I took him to the kitchen and we got some medicine.  He was pretty upset about that ear and I decided to ask if he would like a blessing.  He said yes he would and so it was done.

As I tucked Jack back in his bed, climbed back up the stairs and got back into bed myself I was grateful for the priesthood.  Grateful and humbled to hold that priesthood and to be able to bless others thereby.  Also grateful for the impression to ask Jack if he would like a blessing.  Jack is a little funny when it comes to priesthood blessings.  He refused to have a fathers blessing for going back to school.  I obviously cannot force him to do so.  Well, I am just grateful for the moments when he decides it is okay.  Grateful to have those opportunities. 

I hope that I am setting an example of righteousness for my kids.  I hope that they will have desires to do what is right and that they will be true to the faith.  I am certainly humbled by the challenges of parenthood.  It is not easy but affords tremendous lessons.  I am grateful for that.