Understood

I thought this should be written in my private blog/journal, just for me.  But I've felt a lot more lately that I need to be recording my thoughts and feelings - and especially my testimony of my Savior on here too.  So here goes.

It's hard to not be understood.  Tonight I had Leah in the tub (she sleeps better if she takes a bath with a little chamomile and lavender oil before bed time) and had Clara and Gray in the bathroom too watching scripture stories on the computer.  I had already put Graham to bed.  Tonight I really wanted them to understand how brave Joseph was for denying potipher's wife.  I wanted them to understand how important it is to stand up for what you believe.  I wanted to Leah to understand that if she turned her head she would get another mouthful of water.  I wanted Clara to understand that if she was dancing around on the wet tile she would slip.  I wanted Grady to understand how important it is that we are reverent during family prayer - even when we do it sitting on the side of the bathroom tub.  But none of those things made it through.  Not one of them.  I was just kind of ornery and quick -  and leah chocked a little and Clara slipped and Grady pulled funny faces in the mirror while we prayed.   Sometimes i do a really poor job of explaining myself.   But I can' even begin to express how grateful I am that my Heavenly Father understands me.  That he knows my heart - he made it.  He understands my thoughts - he gave them to me.  He gets why I try to do the things I feel I'm supposed to, even when I do a really lousy job of it.  In this world of mass chaos and confusion, I'm so thankful to be understood by Him.