To I got to experience something very wonderful. It's Sunday and I'm still in the hospital. I was thinking that it would be another Sunday without being able to partake of the sacrament. I was listening to the Mormon tabernacle choir this morning, when I got a knock on my door and it was a gal who aske I would like to have the sacrament brought to me. I was a bit surprised but at the same time very grateful. They came in and introduced themselves and then set about passing the sacrament to me. They blessed the bread and then the water. I have to say they brought such a beautiful spirit into my room. It was exactly what I needed today. It helped me to remember all the blessings that I have been given. I know that things are tough right now and that we still don't have an answer said to why I'm throwing up but I know that I am loved, that my savior loves me and that my Heavenly Father loves me. I have not been forgotten, I am not alone, this is a trial in my life but it doesn't diminish my worth. I am so grateful for the care I have been recieving and I understand how truly blessed I am. Living where and when I do, I have been given so much and I blessed to be in a country with such medicine available. I know that I won't be sick forever and I hold on to that and know I have been and will continue to be very very blessed.
After the people left my room, this song popped into my head and I think it sums up how I am feeling right now:
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