Tender Mercies

This is the picture that my dad took of me and my sister Laurel up in Logan canyon in yellow dressed my mom made.  

I have a really sweet friend, Shelby Turner, who brought me flowers, Dr. Pepper and chocolate on  my dad's birthday.  That was a really hard day for me and this was such a sweet and kind gesture that it made me cry when she showed up with them.  That night I was reading in my scriptures like I always do and I started where I had left on in the New Testament.  I do not find it coincidental that I opened up to the very chapter about the resurrection of the Savior, John 20.  I read that chapter over and over again and felt the spirit so overwhelmingly strong testifying to me of the reality of the resurrection and that my father was alive and well.   At the end of the chapter Thomas comes to Jesus and says that he couldn't believe until he had seen Him.  I did not and do not feel this way.  I felt like the Savior was speaking to me when he said "blessed are they who have not seen, and yet have believed".  I have not seen the Savior, I did not witness His resurrection but I know it happened and I know that it will happen again for my father and for all of us.  I felt very strongly a few weeks later that I needed to bear my testimony about the resurrection.  It was one of those things that I really didn't want to do and I waited for a while until the spirit literally kicked me in the pants!  It was the day after we had been to the funeral for Lloyd Marshall so the Marshall's were all there with us in Sacrament meeting.  I felt like I needed to bear my testimony to them as well during that meeting because they had just buried their dad and grandpa the day before.  I have not seen but I believe.