I love Sundays.  It is the one day that we don't try to cram so many things into.  It is a day of rest.  We leisurely get up and get ready for church.  We study, ponder, pray, reflect, worship.  We spend time together as a family.  We don't work, shop, run errands or run ragged.  We worship and rest.  LOVE it!

Today was the start of a "new" schedule for me at work.  I have talked to my bosses and I will be back to working half days at home.  This will allow me time in the office each day to meet with my team and suppliers but will also give me time at home to be a companion for Marty.  I was in the office this morning before 7 and home shortly after noon.  I didn't really do anything with Marty, but I suppose just knowing I am here gives him peace.  He was in a whole new demeanor today.

Saturday we bought him a collapsible club that fits in his pocket but can quickly be pulled out for self-defense.  He watched videos on how to use it.  He now feels that he has a way to defend himself if he were to need to.  With this new found self of confidence, Marty went on a walk today.  I was so happy to know that he felt that he could venture out and get a breath of fresh air along with a little exercise. 

Dinner tonight was brought in by my dear friend Hannah.  I feel like I've known Hannah forever, yet not.  I am so grateful for the many friends that we have that continually check in on us, ask us what they can do to help, pray for us and offer their support. 

This evening I was reading this amazingly inspiring article.

http://www.lds.org/church/news/finding-incredible-what-cancer%E2%80%94and-trials%E2%80%94can-teach-us?lang=eng

This story is a tear jerker, so be ready.  This was my favorite part.

He was reading from the New Testament:

“And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full.

“And [Christ] was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish?” (Mark 4:37–38).

“I thought to myself, ‘That is exactly the way I feel right now,’” Daniel said. “’Master, carest thou not that I perish? Carest thou not, Heavenly Father, that I have cancer? Carest thou not that my wife and I want to start a family? Carest thou not that I’m tired of doing this? Carest thou not that we want to continue our lives?’”
When Daniel continued reading, he said, he found the answer to all of his questions.

“The Savior’s response to His disciples was, ‘O ye of little faith,’ and He stretched forth His hand and He calmed the tempest,” Daniel said, quoting Matthew 8:26. “I had to ask myself in that moment, ‘Do I believe that this actually happened? Do I believe that Christ calmed the waters that day?’ And I do. And because I believe that, I know that He can calm the tempest going on inside my body. . . . And it’s not my job to ask why or to wonder why this is happening to me again. My job is just to have the faith that Heavenly Father is in charge and that He knows what’s best for me.”

I wish I could tell you how many times I have felt this way.  However, about as quickly as I feel as though I have been abandoned, the peace of the Savior overwhelms me.  I am so grateful for my knowledge of the plan of salvation.  I am grateful for my knowledge of the atonement.  I am grateful for my eternal companion and the sealing power of the temple that binds our family together.  This perspective is what gives me the motivation to continue.  Today was a brighter day and tomorrow, the rainbow will come.