These, Our Little Ones

That is the title of the article you have got to go read right now. I mean it. Come back later after you've read it. The computer will still be here.

http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&locale=0&sourceId=e77141dc0d186110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&hideNav=true

I know this is going to sound trite but the prophet's words in this article have reached out and shaken me. To be painfully honest, I was on my knees last night asking to be reminded of what I'm doing here....as a mother. To be reminded of what I should/could be doing. To be reminded of the importance of my title. Then I read the Ensign. I LOVE it when things like this happen. I LOVE it when I see heavenly Father's hand so blatantly because usually I feel like...hello?

My favorite quote from the article comes from E.T. Sullivan: "When God wants a great work done in the world or a great wrong righted, he goes about it in a very unusual way. He doesn’t stir up his earthquakes or send forth his thunderbolts. Instead, he has a helpless baby born, perhaps in a simple home and of some obscure mother. And then God puts the idea into the mother’s heart, and she puts it into the baby’s mind. And then God waits. The greatest forces in the world are not the earthquakes and the thunderbolts. The greatest forces in the world are babies."

Wow.

No one can tell me that there isn't a God in heaven and that He doesn't care about us, collectively, and me, individually. No one can tell me that there are no prophets on the Earth today, I know who they are.