3 years ago Ger and I had "family prayer", which consisted of Ger rambling something I didn't understand in Spanish while I prayed the way that I knew how.
Now we have real family prayer.
We pray with senserity and with honesty.
We talk with our Heavenly Father and know that He is listening.
I am so grateful that Ger and I feel the same way about the gospel.
I'm so grateful for the power of prayer.
We pray every day to ask if Ger is coming home.
Many times I don't get an answer, but there has been a couple times that I feel that lightness in my heart. The devil is strong and constantly gives us both doubt.
It is a scary thing.
My mind goes crazy when I feel that doubt.
I'm grateful to know that the devil gives me doubt and the Lord gives me assurance.
With that assurance I can remember those few times I received an answer.
Dylan prays with us most nights.
He's going through a weird bossy phase so sometimes he says, "no Heavenly Father, just amen!"
Whatever that means.
I love when he prays.
This is how most of his prayers go...
"Heavenly Father,
thank you for mom, dad, nana.....
amen"
Love that kid.
Thinking we want another one....
Dylan truly is my miracle.
I feel in my heart that we should have more children, I just don't know when.

