Adoption

I laid my hands upon his head and gave him the Holy Ghost, then proceeded to pronounce a priesthood blessing upon him. As I did so, I was filled with the most glorious and overwhelming feeling. It washed over me like a tidal wave. I had made a choice 7 years earlier to be his father and I did it as a choice, as an act of faith that I was doing the right thing. I did it without being acted upon. Now, all of a sudden, like a flood this feeling washed over me and the Holy Ghost testified that he was my child and he was supposed to be a part of our family. This was so unexpected.

It’s a Work Party… Or is it.

Off in the distance, I saw what looked to be the rowdiest people approaching the same lawn where we were sitting. They were acting rowdy; loud, obnoxious, tattoos, swearing, clearly not matching the crowd or the vibe at the park that day. My first thought was oh please, for the love of all that is holy, don’t sit by us.

The Dark Tunnel and Healing

When this mental health journey started, I wrote a post titled “A Dark Tunnel”. I had never been there before. As I walked up to this tunnel, I had the feeling to stop and take a photo. It was almost as though the Holy Ghost was telling me that this particular tunnel was significant. The strange thing is that it’s just an ordinary tunnel that goes under a road. There is nothing special about it.