Sometimes I forget God. I don't mean that I doubt His existence, I don't, but I guess that I sometimes just accept as fact that He's there and don't stop to think about what that means. I know that He created everything, and that He's all powerful and totally in control, but I forget that He can be involved in my life in a real and personal way. I forget that I'm His child and that He loves me and is concerned with my welfare. I forget that I can appeal to Him for help and, most of the time, He'll provide it. Today He sent me a reminder of all of that.

I woke up this morning and just didn't feel good. I was tired and achy and I just wanted to lay down. Of course, Leo wasn't on board with this idea. He wanted to be entertained. During my morning Facebook check I commented, "Dear Leo, Can you please take a nap that lasts all day long so I can lay on the couch and try not to die? Thanks! - Mom." A few minutes later I pulled out his toys, turned on Nickelodeon and got situated on the couch. Then our apartment phone rang. (This doesn't usually happen as most people call us on our cell phones.) It was a girl from my ward who I know, but not well at all. She said that she had seen on Facebook that I was having a rough day and could she please keep Leo for a little while so I could have a break? My first reaction was to be embarrassed, and then grateful. I agreed and she said she would be over in a few minutes to get him. As soon as I got off the phone I started crying. It was a little ridiculous, but I couldn't help myself. I had just gotten an answer to a prayer I hadn't even been conscious of praying. I felt like Heavenly Father was reaching out His hand and saying, "I'm still here. I know what you're going through and I'm here to help." And I needed that reassurance even more than I needed the nap that I was able to take. (And believe me, I really needed that nap!) I'm so grateful for a God who not only knows me and takes an active interest in my life, but who also reminds me who I am when I (so often) forget.