Prayer Changes Things.

"Prayer has the power to elevate us from our worldly cares,
to lift us up through clouds of despair and darkness into a bright and clear horizon."
~Dieter F. Uchtdorf

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Sometimes it takes a little while, but prayer changes things. It brightens. It clarifies. It soothes. It heals. It gives hope. It changes things.
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Peace.

"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."
~Albert Schweitzer

Last night, I lay awake in my bed thinking about Amber, as has become routine the last three weeks. I started thinking about when we first met and the many adventures we had together as missionaries. I pulled out my mission journal and pulled up the document on my computer with all my mission emails home and reminisced, smiling and laughing all by myself.

This has been the background on my desktop for the last six months. I just love this photo.
16 July 2004. Lithuania.

Amber and I knew we would be companions before we ever met. We knew there were reasons we were together. I won't go into details because some of them seem too sacred and personal to share, but suffice it to say, we knew without a doubt, that it was meant to be and that there was a greater purpose for our companionship than just the fact that we loved being together. Looking back now, I can see even more things that seem to have fallen into place to paint a more glorious picture (in hindsight) of Heavenly Father's plan for each of our individual lives. I will be forever grateful for the twelve months we shared and the countless memories we have from Lithuania, as well as the friendship we still have today and the countless memories we've made since stepping foot onto American soil.

Amber taught me about faith, in word and in example. She truly is a woman of unshakable faith. Honestly. I'm not just saying this to make this post more flowery and inspirational. She really is a remarkable woman whose spirit seems to instinctively just know the right thing to do, the right thing to say, the best way to express love, how to be selfless. She knows and she acts upon it. Her faith seems instinctive, but it has also been earned. It by no means can be confused with naiveté. Her faith is genuine and powerful because it has been tested and tried over and over again and she has withstood her trials with grace and with full faith that Heavenly Father knows her and knows what is best. She has been blessed with the strength to stand firm and believe in Heavenly Father and in His plan for all of us.

As I was praying the other night, on my knees pleading with God to heal her and allow her to have a full recovery and return to her husband and babies, I had the distinct impression and the words just flowed out of my mouth, "I know that it is no coincidence that Amber is the one in a coma." As the words exited my mouth, I was a little shocked and felt like those words should not be coming out of my mouth. As I knelt there, I began to realize what I had said and what it meant. God was telling me that He knows her. He knows her faith. He knows of her example of true Christlike love. He knows that she is the type of person who could rally together a group of people like us and cause us to unite in prayer, love, and faith.

This week has been a tough week. We've been watching and waiting to see some progress with Amber. I'll admit that a couple of times late at night when I was tired and at my most vulnerable, I began to feel a little nervous. But then I would quickly think if Amber were able to be here right now, if the roles were reversed, she would have unshakable faith. It was almost as if Amber was speaking to me saying, "Emery! FAITH. That is not faith and you need to have optimistic, hopeful thoughts. Faith, Emery. Faith." So that's what I can do for her since she can't be here at this very moment, and believe me, it has been a blessing. As our mission president said in a letter to me earlier this week, "the miracle of divine communication blesses our lives."

JP is so lucky to have Amber. And Amber is so lucky to have JP. I'm not sure I've ever mentioned that JP served in our mission also. He was my district leader for five months. He quickly became one of my favorite people on my mission. He was a great leader. He is an incredible man, honest, kind, strong, and genuinely interested in you. The bond you share with the people you work so closely with as a missionary is unlike any other bond. Serving side by side, day in and day out, there is an eternal nature about those relationships, a connection you have that just can't ever be taken away.

I have been praying this week, harder than I think I may have ever prayed. Reminiscent of when I prayed for baby Bronson recently. Only this time, I've been praying for someone a little closer to home. I just know Amber will pull through this, if it is God's will. I know He hears each of our prayers and knows of our desire for Amber's full recovery. I feel like we will witness a miracle, but I know that she is in God's care, in His hands. And quite frankly, that makes me feel at peace.
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Amber: A Note From Mom & Dad.

Read this beautiful note from Amber's mom and dad.

Amber: Holding Steady.

I know all of you are eagerly awaiting news, so I just wanted to let you know that the doctors have extended the cold treatment, which she has responded to very well, beyond the 24-hour mark. Last night, they were keeping her brain very calm at a Level 2 on the pentobarbital, which is good. The doctors are meeting this morning to decide the next step.

Amber and JP's mission president offered these comforting words:

"We may at times wonder about the events that unfold in our lives and the lives of friends and loved ones and for some, questions come to mind. How blessed are we, that we do not question the Lord and that we know of an eternal plan and that nothing goes by unseen by Heavenly Father and our Savior Jesus Christ. They are watching. We all are praying and the miracle of divine communication blesses our lives. Amber is in safe hands as we each exercise faith and have hope for her complete recovery."

Thank you for your continued prayers. We feel them and hope that you do too.
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Fast for Amber. Miracle Needed.

Amber's family would like to invite all of you to join with us in a family fast tomorrow (Thursday) for her. We believe that fasting combined with sincere prayer can strengthen us spiritually, bring us closer to God, and help us prepare ourselves and others to receive His blessings (lds.org). Amber needs His blessings.

The most recent procedures they have been doing have not had the positive outcome we had hoped for. Amber began having seizures again this morning when they tried to wake her up. The doctors are trying a new procedure today where they put her body into a state of hypothermia for 24 hours. They are hoping that this will reset her brain and that the seizures will not return when they bring her temperature back up.

Thank you for your many prayers. Please continue to pray for her and join in our fast. We need a miracle. As Amber would say, "We just need to have faith."

EAM+P412
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Going well.

Amber has been handling the new treatments very well. Her brain activity was a little higher than it has been, but this is to be expected during this new procedure. The doctors will likely not try to wake her up again for at least a few more days, so they are keeping her meds elevated for right now. But things seem to be going well so far.

Thank you for your continued prayers! She needs them. We are certainly not the only family who is dealing with such a trying situation. Looking around the hospital, it wouldn't take long to find many others who are deep in the trenches of difficult times. But the support we feel from you and from your prayers is unmatched, and for that we are extremely grateful.

You, our friends, family, and neighbors who are reading and following Amber's story literally number into the thousands! This is incredibly humbling. Your love and support buoy us up. To have such an incredible support group - a group of people who so dearly love Amber and want her to get better, just as we do, is amazing. We feel your love and your unrelenting prayers and cannot thank you enough.
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Keep Praying for Amber.

*This post is an update in a series of posts on my friend Amber, who is currently in the hospital. You can read the earlier posts here.

**Also, the family has set up a blog to keep friends and family abreast of what's going on and also to help reduce the feeling of obligation to update everyone individually. Most of the posts will be duplicates of my posts on this blog.

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From Sheri: As much as I would like to have better news, it kills me to tell you that she started seizing again and they had to put her back under for 24-48 hours. I'll keep you updated.
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Amber: Not a lot of New News.

*This post is an update in a series of posts on my friend Amber, who is currently in the hospital. You can read the earlier posts here.

**Also, the family has set up a blog to keep friends and family abreast of what's going on and also to help reduce the feeling of obligation to update everyone individually. Most of the posts will be duplicates of my posts on this blog.

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I know many of you are checking back for an update. Just lots of doctors and lots of checking. We'll let you know when there is new news to share.

Thank you again for your continued prayers. JP and the family are reading your comments and I know they feel your love and prayers. They are uplifted by your words and by the Spirit, as your prayers are at work. Keep them coming!

Heavenly Father is a God of Miracles. He hears each and every one of our prayers. Many of you continue to ask if there is anything else "besides praying" that you can do to help. Our answer to this is simply, your prayers are truly what is needed. It may seem a small and simple gesture, but we know that by small and simple things, great things are brought to pass.

Great things have already come to pass. People who do not regularly pray, are praying. People who do not believe, are finding hope. People are reevaluating their faith and priorities. And THAT, my friends, is a miracle.

"As soon as we learn the true relationship in which we stand toward God (namely, God is our Father, and we are his children), then at once prayer becomes natural and instinctive on our part (Matt. 7: 7-11). Many of the so-called difficulties about prayer arise from forgetting this relationship. Prayer is the act by which the will of the Father and the will of the child are brought into correspondence with each other. The object of prayer is not to change the will of God, but to secure for ourselves and for others blessings that God is already willing to grant, but that are made conditional on our asking for them. Blessings require some work or effort on our part before we can obtain them. Prayer is a form of work, and is an appointed means for obtaining the highest of all blessings." (Bible Dictionary-Prayer)

Amber is doing what she does best. She is literally uniting people across the world. She is teaching us about faith and prayer, and the power in collectively calling down the healing powers of heaven. Our love, thoughts, and prayers seem to multiply exponentially when we join together.

As a dear friend in Lithuania wrote, "Amber is a fighter! Even when she is sleeping she is helping people to learn something. I know that God lives! Amber helped me to get to know that. She is a tool that God uses to bless people. I pray for her fervently! The seed which with her help was seeded in my heart, in so many Lithuanian and all others ARE GROWING!"

Amber is giving us an opportunity to practice our faith and allow it to grow. Let us take this opportunity to band together for her sake and we will see miracles happen.
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Today's Update on Amber.

*This is the third update on the condition of Amber, one of my very best friends, who is in the hospital right now. You can find the initial post here, and a second update here.

Amber. April 2009.

Amber's sister-in-law, Sheri, called me tonight on the way home from the hospital. Amber has responded as doctors had hoped to the second drug they gave her to stop the seizures. (The first one didn't really seem to do anything, as she was continuing to have seizures.) She has not had one seizure since they put her on this medication, which is very promising.

They are keeping her "under" in medically-induced coma so that her brain activity is kept at a minimum, allowing the brain to "reset" and rest from the many seizures she's had.

Yesterday, when they were giving her a bath, her brain activity increased much higher than they wanted (she's a fighter, I tell you!), so they increased the dosage of her medication slightly, to allow her brain settle and remain in a rested state.

Tomorrow morning, Thursday, they will decrease the dosage of the medication which is keeping her in a coma, and they will slowly bring her back to normal brain activity. With the half-life of the meds being 15 hours, we expect to start seeing a more visible change by tomorrow evening.

The doctors are hopeful, which of course is promising news to us, because she is a normally very healthy person with no history of seizures or other major health problems. The medical team watching over her are still running tests and bringing in specialists to determine the cause of these seizures, since it's still a bit of a mystery to everyone.

The cause may still be a mystery, but something I do feel confident about is that Amber will be okay. I just know she's there, (im)patiently waiting for the doctors to tell her body it's time to wake up. She is a fighter. She is not one to ever give up. She has faith stronger than anyone I know, and as she always told me, "Our faith can move mountains." I believe it will.

I'll continue to keep you all updated. One thing that made me so happy today is that the doctors said, despite the many tubes and machines she is hooked up to right now and how uncomfortable she looks, they say that she is really feeling good right now and that she's very comfortable. That made me smile.

Thank you SO much for all your love and concern. So many of you have asked what more you can do to help besides pray. Honestly, all of your positive thoughts, prayers, and love are so important right now. If anyone has any letters or messages for Amber or the family, I'm happy to deliver those as well, but I know Amber will be able to feel your prayers and love and we do too. So thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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Prayers Still Needed for Amber.

*An update from yesterday's post on my friend, Amber.

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As you can imagine, Amber is about all I can think about right now. I have been praying nearly non-stop. I feel peace, meaning, I know that Amber is in Heavenly Father's hands. I know that Heavenly Father loves her. I choose to have faith in Him. I'm certainly anxious to hear about a change, but for now, things remain virtually the same.

The doctors have put Amber in a medically-induced coma to stop her constant unexplainable seizures and to keep her brain completely flatlined. In two days, they will try to bring her out of it. Keep those good thoughts and prayers coming her way. It's a watch and wait at this point. Thank you for your concern. It means a lot to me and to her family.

Amber taught me how truly powerful faith can be. I have a wooden plaque in my room, just above the doorframe which reads simply, Faith. Amber made that for me. She is a powerful believer, an extremely faithful person who is completely in tune with the Spirit. Every time I look at that plaque, I am reminded of our Heavenly Father's miraculous power and the power we have when we put our trust in Him.

Amber, Emery (me), and Brooke. Klaipėda, Lithuania. August 2003.

Hundreds, if not thousands, literally around the world, are praying for a full recovery for Amber. For peace, comfort, and strength for JP and the family. We plead that He will allow her to remain with us, with her husband and her children. That He will heal and protect her mind. That He will fully heal her. The Lord is bound to answer the prayers of the righteous when they are asked in faith. And this is the righteous desire of our hearts.

I believe Amber will pull through this. I have to believe this. She would want me to. She is just sleeping and boy, if I know Amber, she will have a story to tell when she wakes up! A story that will give you goosebumps and blow your mind with intensity. This girl is already so close to the Spirit with a thinner veil into the Spirit World than most people ever know in this life. I can only imagine what she's experiencing right now. The veil is likely much thinner for her right now, while she's sleeping. And like my friend Kristine said, "probably with good reason." There is something she needed to experience with all this. Something that will allow her to come back and share wisdom and knowledge with the rest of us. She is truly amazing!

Amber and JP, with Corbin and Kayla. August 2009.

My faith is strong. If this is Heavenly Father's will, Amber will fully recover and will live as a testament of His miraculous power and the miraculous power we can have when we join forces with Him in faith and prayer. I am praying in faith for a miracle and I know you are too. Your prayers have already been felt by me and by her other friends and family.

The doctors are taking care of her. But doctors do not know everything; they don't know why this is happening to a perfectly healthy 30-year old woman. They can only make their best guesses. And even they admit to seeing miracles every day.

My new mantra in life is "Expect a Miracle" or EAM. I am expecting one.
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Prayers Needed: My Dear Friend Amber Needs a Miracle.

"There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul."

~Edith Wharton

*I began writing this post back in November of 2009, but just hadn't posted it yet. Now, instead of just a post about how much I love my friend, I'm asking for your prayers.

Amber and I were mission companions for 12 months of our 18-month missions in Lithuania. That's nearly unheard of. I seriously love her with all my heart. She is one of my very best friends. We have a connection that I don't have with anyone else, which isn't surprising seeing as we spent twelve months, 24 hours a day/7 days a week together and are still the best of friends seven years later!

Amber and JP. Myrtle Beach, SC. April 2010.

Amber has had such a huge impact on my life, one that I am so incredibly grateful for. She taught me how to unconditionally love and how to be selfless. She taught me about hard work. She taught me how to stop and smell the roses. I had some of the happiest times of my life when we were companions taking Lithuania by storm. Some of the hardest times I've ever laughed (and cried) in my life were with her. I'm thankful for the unconditional love she showed me. She has astonishingly incredible insight and in many ways, I feel she has taught me how to live. This girl is closer to the Spirit and to God than just about anyone I know. She is amazing! I could honestly go on and on because this girl is seriously one in a million. I mean that literally.

Tonight, I am soliciting your most earnest, heartfelt, miracle-inducing prayers on her behalf. Amber is in the hospital in a medically-induced coma on medication to cease the recurring seizures she has been having since Saturday. She wasn't feeling well all day long. After coming home from a family birthday dinner for her younger brother, she told her husband she was going to take a quick nap on the bed in the guest bedroom while he put the kids to bed. When he came back to check on her, she was unconscious and unresponsive. Longer story short, she has been in the hospital, intubated in the ICU, since Saturday. Her brain has been in a continuous state of seizure since Saturday. They put her on medication that has finally stopped the brain seizures as of tonight. If she remains seizure-free for six hours they will begin to decrease the dosage and wake her up slowly. Until then it's a slow watch and wait.

Amber is one of the best people I know. Quite honestly, the best and the strongest. She is the most selfless, loving, and kind person I've ever met. The world needs more people like her. The world needs HER. Her husband and her babies need her. Pray for a miracle for Corbin and Kayla, to bring their mom home.

Amber and JP with kids, Corbin and Kayla. Myrtle Beach, SC. April 2010.

Please pray for her, think about her, share her story, put positive thoughts out into the universe. God is listening. I believe in miracles. I believe our faith can bring about miracles. Amber taught me that.

As myliu tave, Ses. Viskas bus gerai. Bus stebuklas.
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Bronson Staker on NBC's Today Show.

"Our loving Heavenly Father divinely intervened with the course of nature and allowed our son to be healed. Not only to survive, but to be restored. Fully. He allowed Bronson to be brought back under the worthy hands of his father's Priesthood blessing and then repaired by the capable hands of doctors and nurses who saw unprecedented and expedited results to their procedures. We could not be more grateful. We stand as fervent witnesses that He is a God of miracles. We do not wish to overstate, but we know that a true and utter miracle was certainly granted in Bronson's life and in behalf of our family. We know that miracles are given as a benefit to all mankind. This is much, much bigger than we are. We feel the weight of this solemn responsibility. An obligation coupled with a true and heartfelt desire to share his story in hopes of strengthening the faith of others and cementing our own."
~Sara Staker

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Baby Bronson: Truly a Miracle.

Main Entry: mir·a·cle
Pronunciation: \ˈmir-i-kəl\
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English, from Anglo-French, from Late Latin miraculum, from Latin, a wonder, marvel, from mirari to wonder at
Date: 12th century
1 : an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs

Welcome home, Bronson! Watch this video. It's long, but the last few minutes are worth it. I can't explain it, but watching that little boy walk out of the hospital, just two weeks after he was pronounced dead on arrival, brings a lump to my throat. Our Father in Heaven is a God of miracles. That, I know. And I know that our faith and our prayers can call upon God to bring about a miracle, even change the course of an event entirely. And bring about a miracle, He did. Prayer is powerful. Just take a look.

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Baby Bronson Update: Awake, Alert, Moving, and Smiling!

"The child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn't been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like him."
~Pablo Casals

I've been following Sara Staker's blog updates on her baby boy Bronson since his drowning and near death on January 30th. (Story here.) A current resident of the PICU, he's been up and down over the last week and a half, but today, TODAY, he is back! Just thought you'd like an update. Though we have mutual friends, I don't know the Stakers personally, but I was so drawn to their story and have been sending my positive energy, thoughts, and prayers their way ever since I heard of the accident. Bronson now seems to be on the upswing! I'm thrilled. I started smiling, laughing, and crying all at once when I read today's first update. You can read Sara's updates and see new pictures here. So good to see that little boy smiling again!

Sara: Bronson, you, and your family are still in my prayers! Thanks for sharing the good news today!
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Baby Bronson: Prayers Needed.

"Take heart, be filled with faith, and remember the Lord has said He 'would fight [our] battles, [our] children's battles, and [the battles of our] children's children' (Doctrine and Covenants 98:37)."
~Jeffrey R. Holland, "The Ministry of Angels, Ensign," Nov. 2008, 30

On Thursday, on Facebook, a friend tipped me off to a family desperately in need of prayers and good thoughts being sent their way. On Saturday January 30th, their 16-month-old baby boy Bronson, youngest of four boys, drowned in the master bathtub. Sara, the mom, performed CPR until the paramedics arrived, but by the time he arrived at the ER, he was in full cardiac arrest. He was intubated en route to the hospital, but it was entirely ineffective because the tube was mistakenly placed in his esophagus instead of his trachea. All resuscitation efforts were futile up to that point. He was DOA. But miraculously he was revived when his heart started beating spontaneously in the ER. He is alive. In the PICU, but alive.

Sara started blogging again, after a 16-month hiatus to keep family and friends apprised of their situation. Her last blog post had been the day after Bronson's birth. Ironic, she said, that her very next one was the day after they nearly lost him. Whether she intended it or not, the link to her blog has been forwarded to thousands, like me, who now are aware of their immediate need for prayers on behalf of their son and family. You can find her blog here. Sara very openly and candidly is sharing what happened and giving an update each day. In reading her initial post after the accident, I cried and cried. I'm not a mother, but I could so easily relate to her feelings and anguish. Her words are powerful and helped me to remember how fragile life is. She urged us to focus on what's most important and leave other things to be done later. This is what's most important to her right now:

Please take a look at her blog. If you don't have time to read, please say a prayer. I know I don't know this family personally. We have mutual friends, but I don't know the Stakers. But a prayer said is a prayer heard, in my book. And baby Bronson needs a miracle. If not just for him, for his mom. She needs a miracle.

Photo of Bronson borrowed from Sara Staker's blog.

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Christmas: Memories Old & New and an Answer to Prayer.

I love the smell of fresh pine. I love the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping. I love Christmas lights. I love the opportunity to focus more on Christ and remember His birth. I love listening to good Christmas music. I love giving really fun gifts to people I love. Christmastime brings all these things as well as wonderful memories.

Most Christmases as a child, I spent the first part of the vacation with my mom, my brother, and my grandparents. Christmas Eve meant Aunt Edie's corn chowder and new pajamas. I slept in the northernmost bed in the blue bedroom with my brother in the twin next to me. There were years I could hardly go to sleep that night because I was so excited. Santa would always leave our stockings at the foot of our bed, so waking up several times in the middle of the night, straining in the dark to see the foot of my bed was not uncommon. We were allowed to open everything in our stockings any time after 6am, usually, but we had to wait until everyone was ready to open all the gifts. Oh the torture! As I got older, I didn't mind waiting. None of this I-just-woke-up-look in pictures anymore. Most years, my aunt, uncle, and cousins would arrive the day after Christmas and we'd do it all over again.

The second part of Christmas vacation was generally spent with my dad, my stepmom, my brother, and my sister. We'd spend the afternoon at Auntie Vicki's house waiting what seemed like a century to a little kid for dinner to be served. Playing pool, smiling when Nono went on his rantings and ravings about how I should eat more peaches. Eating Noni's delicious risotto. Meeting cousin John's new girlfriend, just about every year. Going to the movies. And more relaxing.

This year was a little different.

Katie and I braved the snow and bought a fresh Christmas tree. Katie not only braved the snow, but she braved being seen with me in one of my wacky moods.

Then we decorated.

Christmas Eve was spent with M's family. We had a great dinner followed up by singing of Christmas carols around the piano. In keeping with Dutch tradition, they open all their gifts from each other after dinner that night. So M and I exchanged ours as well.

M and I had been giving each other hints about our gifts for each other and allowing one other to ask one question per week for the preceding five or six weeks. Neither one of us had any real clue as to what we were getting. M got me an FM Transmitter. It's actually quite cool. It transmits from any audio source to an FM radio station up to 150 feet in all directions. This means I can listen to my iPod in the car. I can listen to the TV in "surround sound" if I have a couple of radios nearby. I can broadcast what's on my computer to the stereo in the kitchen. It's great!

I got M the moon. :) Truly. Well, it's a Moon in My Room, a detailed light-up moon that shines like the real thing. Using the remote control, you can select any of 12 different phase settings. I think it's very cool.



Christmas morning began very early. Katie, her brother Andy, our friend Jovanni, and I went to the Christian Life Center and helped set up for the Christmas meal. Hundreds of homeless and struggling individuals and families were expected to arrive by bus to eat that day. I was happy to be able to help out.

Later that evening, M and I drove down with another friend, Sara, to my mom's for Christmas dinner. Dinner with my mom, Stephen, Agnė, M, and Sara was very nice. We exchanged gifts, ate a delicious cherry dessert (my grandma's recipe), and played Bananagrams, one of my favorite word games. Agnė got it for Christmas from my mom. And don't think that just because she's not a native English speaker that she won't give you a run for your money!

On our way home, snow was coming down pretty heavily. Luckily, M is a rockstar! He managed to get us all home safely, along with help from "God's holy angels" in the form of four massive snow plows ahead of us. We had all knelt in prayer before we headed out, to wrap up our wonderful Christmas and prepare for our drive home. Stephen offered a beautiful prayer, in which he requested the blessing of safety for us as we returned home. As he made the request, he asked Heavenly Father that "even thy (God's) holy angels would accompany them (us)" as we drove through the storm. About fifteen minutes into our journey, we were in whiteout conditions for ten minutes or so when all of a sudden, four ginormous snow plows entered the freeway just ahead of us. They began to work forming a barrier ahead, plowing the snow out of our path. We traveled along behind them for about 45 seconds, when M turned to me and smiled, saying, "Do you want to call your mom and tell her that 'God's holy angels' are accompanying us home in the form of four snow plow drivers?"

A blatant, yet beautiful answer to prayer was Heavenly Father's gift to us on Christmas Day. How very fitting!