I’m finding my thoughts this spring directed toward my efforts as a mother. Maybe it’s all of the new life emerging—flowers, chicks, babies. Maybe it was the talks at Conference or some of the posts here at Segullah. Maybe it’s Mother’s Day looming on the horizon. Whatever the reasons, I’ve been thinking about mothering, and it’s the mothers of the army of Helaman that keep coming to my mind.
I’m an avid resolution maker in January, but it always seems to be April before I gather the energy to face my flaws. Something about the earlier sunrise makes it easier to get up and read or walk. Something about the plants pushing through heavy soil and blossoms weathering snow makes me want to struggle to become more. To stretch, grow.
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