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Well, it's been a while since my first entry - why is this blogging thing SO scary to me? I've thought often of it, but have been too gun shy to write here again. Or maybe it's because my third baby arrived last fall and I barely have time to change toilet paper rolls, much less write out my deep, non-coherent thoughts. Seriously, it's a combination of both - being afraid to bare my soul (or at least parts of it) and just not having enough time to do all I want to do.

Today, though, I am reminded and overwhelmed of my Savior's love for me. I AM LOVED. It's easy for me to think that I am loved for doing kind things as I turn and walk down the stairs of a friend's house after I drop off a home made meal for them. But today I am reminded that I AM LOVED NO MATTER WHAT. Even after I lose my patience, yell at my kids, gossip, criticize and do all things ugly, I AM LOVED. HE - the creator of the universe, LOVES ME. HE LOVES ME EXTRAVAGANTLY. He doesn't just sort of love me....He loves me so much that He not only died for me, but also CONQUERED death for me. And His love will never change...He won't love me more today and less tomorrow, but more than He did yesterday. HE LOVES ME and that is that.