Humbled

14 June 2013

Dear Josslyn,

It's 2:11 a.m. you're in the living room with your mother while I'm at my bedside still on my knees.

This life will compel and sometimes demand humility. I've said more sincere prayers in the last 8 hours than I have in the last 8 months.

I don't think there is a more helpless feeling  than when your child is sick.

In the past 24 hours you've developed a fever of 102. It's come down a few degrees but  resolving your discomfort is difficult.

It's so hard  to see you in pain.

You were given a blessing  before you went to bed, and even though it was ministered by an instrument as unworthy as me, I have faith it will work to comfort and heal you.

The priesthood is real. The Savior can heal. We have to go to Him.

Sometimes it takes a two foot miracle to get a man on his knees. Thank you, Josslyn for being here.

Love,
Dad