Trial or Not a Trial, That is the Question

I have to share a little something that I originally hesitated to share.

I have the most amazing kids. I am so grateful for their sweet spirits. The night John's car was stolen I had just sent the kids up stairs for a little movie. I received the phone call, and my immediate thought was I wanted to be there for John. I hate it when bad things happen to my main squeeze.

I announced to the kids that dad's car was stolen, and that we needed to go be with him. To my surprise, Jax began to complain. I will tell you it was very shocking coming from him. I gave him "the talk" and out the door we went. I just entered the freeway when Jax said, "Mom, I think we should have a prayer for dad." Now this is not surprising behavior from Jax at all.

I admit, I was so caught up in "I need to get to John right now" I didn't even think to pray. I'm just grateful that Jax was listening to the spirit.

I said, "OK who would like to say the prayer."
Of Course, everyone wanted too. I let Rylon offer the prayer. The prayer was so sweet and so simple, "Please bless dad that he wont be scared."
Then Eyrlin began to cry, "Boo hoo, I wanted to say the prayer."
I said "Alright, you can say the prayer too."
My sweet Eyrlin whispers all prayers so I'm not sure what she said but I know it was sweet.
Jax spoke up, "Mom I would like to say a prayer for dad."
I quickly agreed to that.

Jax offered the sweetest prayer blessing dad would not be scared, that we would make it to him safely, that the police would help us find the car, etc. I was extremely touched by the incredible example my kids were to me that night. The whole mood in the car quickly shifted. The kids began to be more concerned for their dad then they were their movie.

Later that night, Jax apologized for crying about his movie. It was just a neat night among the "trial" we were faced with.

When we received word the car was found we were extremely grateful. The whole 48 hours it was missing, we prayed and talked a lot about what we were going to do. We were completely at a loss of a solution.

I know that the Lord blessed our family in so many ways from this experience. It has strengthened my testimony, and it has opened my eyes of the importance of prayer. I think that might be the best thing my parents taught me was how to talk to my Father in Heaven. I feel so blessed to have that knowledge and to pass that on to my kids. I wasn't just taught to pray, but I was blessed with the ability to understand it.

How grateful I am for the gospel in my life. I know that everything the gospel offers me draws me closer to Christ. I know that this "trial" was for my good and experience. Trials? What is that really? You know, I can't really call this one a trial but a blessing of a wonderful lesson learned.

Thank you to all those who have helped us out during the 48 hours. Car rides, the new jacket, the gift card, the thoughtful words, listening, and for your prayers! We really couldn't ask for better people in our life!!!

Totally not a trial!!!