I'm really proud of my mom. She and her sisters and brother have been going through something crappy -- like a 9 on the Crappy Richter Scale -- but they are making it through with their grace and dignity intact. My mom is super -- like a 9.4 on the Super Richter Scale -- I love her. Now, in this situation there are many thoughts and, if possible, even more feelings. Most of them are painful. But even though there are some differences of opinion, they are all right in their response (none of them are in jail for murder 1, for instance). I just want to say I love my Mom and her family, and I am so proud of her and them for being the wonderful, kind people they are. I think there's a little light peaking through at the end of the tunnel.
I am more thankful with each day that we are not expected to be the judge of ourselves or others in this life. Yes, we must use righteous judgement, but when it comes down to the big stuff -- like eternity -- there is One much more qualified then we are for that position. He is the perfect judge. He will be the perfect judge, for us and for every one else. He knows our hearts. He understands our situations. He understands the laws of justice and mercy in a way no one else ever could. He is the mediator between us and our loving Father -- He will speak in our behalf. He will apply that promised mercy to us. And to them. I am so thankful that He will be my perfect judge. Now if I just do the very, very best that I can do, He will take care of the rest.
I'm proud of you, Mom, for doing the very, very best that you can do.
"Perhaps in this life we are not given to fully understand how enduring the sealing cords of righteous parents are to their children. It may very well be that there are more helpful sources at work than we know. I believe there is a strong familial pull as the influence of beloved ancestors continues with us from the other side of the veil." -- James E. Faust