Sunday, January 29, 2012

My Cup Runneth Over

"And when the servant of the man of God was risen early, and gone forth, behold, an host compassed the city both with horses and chariots. And his servant said unto him, Alas, my master! how shall we do?
And he answered, Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them.
And Elisha prayed, and said, Lord, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the Lord opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha." (2 Kings 6:15-17)
Kind notes, thoughtful emails, tasty treats, caring cards, countless phone calls, incessant availability, beautiful scarves, cheering countenances, big juicy apples, comforting and courage inducing words, Irish accents, exercise partners, pictures drawn, Mormon messages, many traveled miles, reassuring hugs, continuous support, endless prayers, and warm thoughts. I feel them, and they mean the world. My eyes are opened. You are the ministering angles. Thank you.

2 comments:

Mama Tales said...

YOU are one of my ministering angels....Love you!

Papa Beaver said...

Beavers are like that......