My name is Sara. I am a wife, mom and published songwriter. I love sharing inspirational messages and my thoughts at To Lift and Inspire! Thanks for visiting!
When I was about 13 years old I remember sitting on the couch with my dad in the basement having one of those life-talks. The kind that involved me rolling my eyes, and my loving father, persevering to try to reach me. After some discussion, he left the room and returned with an article. He told me he wanted me to read it and then like a school girl – to write it out.
About a year ago, a couple of my children came home on a Friday afternoon from school visibly upset because of some things they had heard. They were confused and sad. As the other three came in the door, I asked them how they felt, and they were also confused and had many questions. I saw this as an opportunity to have an impromptu Family Home Evening…or family home “afternoon”. I gathered all five of my children in the living room and I silently prayed the spirit would direct my words and that we could have a short, successful lesson that would bring peace to my children’s hearts and help them to understand.
Since I was a teen, just starting to write music, it has been my greatest desire to share my testimony of Jesus Christ. He makes all the difference in my life. I can’t imagine going through this life without knowing His gospel and how He can heal, bless and strengthen me during challenges. This knowledge brings peace. How do I know? Well, I have tested it. I have prayed to have His spirit comfort me when I’m sad, to guide me when I’m confused or lost, and to lead me when I need a pure example to follow. And when I seek Him, He is always there. There is nothing on earth that has come to my aid in the same way and brought the same kind of hope, comfort and peace.
One time when my son, Benson, was about three years old, I was up in the night (again) with him for what seemed like the ten thousandth time. He had suffered from severe itchy, fully body, eczema and other health issues, since birth. He continues to struggle, but the first decade of his life was particularly challenging. He would scratch until his skin was raw and wimper and cry during the night needing his mama to cuddle him. We were doing all that the doctors said to do, but it still wasn’t enough to bring him comfort.