I know I have skipped a couple of days...let's just say I have felt better physically. Anyway, I think, due to the fact that I have felt yucky, coming up with "grateful" items is truly harder. And then I started to think about my body and the pain I felt. I thought of my baby's body and prayed that she will come out with ten fingers and ten toes.
What an amazing thing: the body. And what is more amazing? The promise of the Resurrection. I thought of this over the weekend and was filled with hope as I pondered about having a perfect body. A body that never feels pain again, a mind that will be clear and complete, to never feel tired or hungry. What a miracle that will be. I am grateful for my body, as I know there are many others who suffer way more than I ever have. But I am more grateful for the hope of that perfect body. What a blessing and what a gift. I am grateful that my Savior overcame death for me and for you. He did his job...and so we will be forever blessed.