jus' a friendly reminder.

Remember that book, You are Special? I know you do, everyone has heard of it. Well, I was reading it to my four year old nephew not too long ago, and he would say, "Why are they so mean to him?" He was really heartbroken with the way the Wemmicks (sp?) were treating this poor little guy. I read the part where he see's Eli, the wood worker, and Eli explains to him that he is special because he made him, and he was his. So Brody looks up at me after I finish the book and asks, "Did that guy make me too?" "Am I special?" And I gave him the whole, "Heavenly Father made you in his image, he knows you and loves you, and you are SO special to him" talk. Something like that. Seriously, top ten most precious moments in my life. I love my job.

But anyway, I was just thinking about that today, and how that is so true. Heavenly Father doesn't mess up, he knew what he was doing. We are all so different, but we're all special to Him. I need to be reminded of this all the time, especially because being a girl, I tend to pick faults with myself all the time. I might not be the tall, tan, skinny, blonde chick that the guys seem to flock over; but I'm the confident, caring, happy, down to earth chick that any guy would be lucky to have! 

Moral(s) of the story: Don't pick faults with yourself or with others, everyone has their own talents and struggles. But we're all the same to Him, and that's all that matters. (ew, that sounded some-what poetic. ..non-intentional)

& I just needed to get that off of my chest. 

goodnight.