Where is Peace is Found

The last three Mondays have brought upsetting news to our friends.  On Monday the 28th of January we found out that Matt and Amy Jackman's daughter Kylie had been rushed to the hospital because she was having a stroke.  Kylie is 16. She is a strong athlete.  She is healthy.  This shook their world.  Thankfully, through the course of MANY miracles, Kylie is home with her family and learning to rewalk and see.  One of my favorite stories about Kylie that has helped change me is that as Kylie was being wheeled into the ambulance and headed to Dallas Children's Hospital, she stopped the stretcher and called for her mom.  She told Amy she hadn't read her scriptures that night and asked Amy to read to her.  Amy was a little shocked by the request and sort of tried to encourage Kylie to just go ahead.  Kylie insisted.  She had made a commitment with Heavenly Father in 6th Grade that she wouldn't miss a day of scripture study and she hadn't missed a day.  She wasn't going to let this trial stand in the way of her promise to the Lord.

On the 4th of February, Taylor received a phone call from London Tegerdine that her brother, Joseph, had be diagnosed with bone cancer in his leg.

I don't know if I should be grateful or wish it was otherwise but my little heart has a hard time with these sorts of situations.

Monday, February 11th we thought we had missed any bad news.  That was until we received news that Doug Wright of the Melissa 2nd ward, father of 9 amazing children and husband to an incredible angel on earth Holli, was killed in a car accident.  The shock.  The anguish.  The burden.  The heartache.  It was too much.  I actually cried outloud, "Why? Heavenly Father, why?"  I'm still trying to process it all and the sad thing is, none of these things even affect me personally necessarily but they are so heavy and weigh so much.

It puts so many things into perspective when life is going along just fine and something like this happens.  My prayer is that I will take these tragedies and learn from them.  That I will be changed because surely the families have no choice but to be changed.  And, oh how I pray for these good families.  They are already so good and so kind and so humble and so everything else.

I find solace in these words:

In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings ceaseMy Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
'Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live, I live

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand

I will stand
I will stand, all other ground is sinking sand
All other ground, all other ground
Is sinking sand, is sinking sand
So I'll stand