Grant

This is Grant...He likes to lick the syrup off his plate when he's done eating waffles or pancakes...










He looks cute in a hat...

And he has faith. A few weeks ago, Grant had a terrible cough. Twice he coughed so hard he threw up, which scared him a lot. The second time it happened, it was the middle of the night. Chad and I cleaned up the mess and comforted our baby, then Chad blessed him through the priesthood of God. The blessing contained the admonition to "have faith." I wondered if that was for our benefit as parents, for how was a two-year old child to exercise faith to be healed? As I was tucking Grant back into bed, he began to cough again and turned to me with panic in his eyes. His face seemed to say to me, "Is that going to happen again? I'm scared." I smoothed his hair, reflected on the words of the blessing, and said, "It will be all right. You will be fine." Then we locked eyes and I said, "Have faith." He nodded his head, his body relaxed, he rolled over and hugged his bear, and slept through the night. The prophet/king Mosiah taught that we overcome our selfish natures through the atonement of the Lord Jesus Christ and by becoming "as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him, even as a child doth submit to his father." (Mosiah 3:19) Having little children teaches me about the person the Lord would have me be. If I had the faith of my son, I would be mighty indeed.