Winter Cabin

Spent 2 nights in a snowy rustic cabin. My wonderful hubby got up every hour or so to put more wood on to keep us warm. That first night my family had rosy checks and sweat pouring off of them and I was oblivious to the temp. It was wonderful to just “hang out”. We sled, ate, played a few games and read. We didn’t want to leave but thought a third night of no sleep for dad was just to much.

We started reading scriptures as a family before our youngest was even born. At a stake conference we had been asked to raise our hand to commit to reading the Book of Mormon as a family. We did. I remember one time coming home at night and we wanted to keep the habit, but it was to late and dark to read. Our youngest son, not even 2 years old volunteered to say what he remembered. “And it came to pass”. He said more than that, I don’t remember more specific of what he said. But I do remember how hubby and I looked at each other and how we felt. Yes, we are doing the right thing. Yes, it is having an impact on even someone so young.

Our family is old enough now that we decided to read for a half hour. We even set the timer. Sometimes we miss, sometimes we decide not to because someone has a contentious attitude. We are trying to focus, this time, on how we feel as a family when we are obediently reading. This has been very successful (so far). The kids know and recognize that we are missing out when we don’t read. They want to read!

As we were reading in the cabin it felt good. But more important to me is that questions were being asked, scriptures were being marked and opinions were given by them, not just mom. It is good to feel like we’re doing good.