Real easy read, real good story.
Its about this wife, Tildy, is struggling to provide for her family and her sick baby.
She doesn't have a lot of food, or warmth, but she tries her best to do what shes supposed to.
Her husband is also serving a mission in England.
In part of the story she questions whether or not it was good for her husband to go on a mission because she is pregnant with another child. She had a hint of bitterness in her heart but she tried to not let it take over.
She is reading to her children out of the Book Of Mormon when a man appears in her house.
Her baby is healed and she goes to get a fresh loaf of bread to feed her child.
Her bread has disappeared, along with the man. She figures that he has taken the bread along with the napkin it was wrapped in and she searches around outside to thank him.
She never finds him.
Meanwhile, in England, her husband kneels down in prayer and asks Heavenly Father to please send them some food because they are starving. As soon as he gets up and walks forward he kicks something on the ground. It is a loaf of bread wrapped in a beautiful napkin.
Our Heavenly Father works miracles.
I've had some trouble connecting with anything we've read in class thus far, until this piece.
Heavenly Father has personally appeared in my house and blessed a family member with full health but I have seen his hand in other ways.
This past October my dad was diagnosed with an auto immune disease called, Transverse Myelitis. It causes his own body to attack his spinal cord. It all started with some back pain and within 72 hours he could no longer walk, he couldn't use to bathroom, and he couldn't feel anything below his hips. There is no medication for this except to pump him full of steroids and hope for the best. Since everything happened so fast the Doctors didn't expect him to really make any kind of progress healing wise. My dad, who a week before was carrying a tree through a forest and rock climbing, could no longer walk or stand on his own. He was luckily accepted to try treatment at a rehab center specifically for people with spinal cord injuries, they expected him to stay there for a month at the least. He was out of there in eleven days.
This was a miracle. We had a lot of fasting and praying from out families, our wards, relatives, people we didn't even know. My dads name was put of countless temple prayer lists, employees from his work even joined in and helped me family with whatever they could. My dads recovery was truly a miracle, just like Tildy's baby being healed and her husband being fed was.
Miracles can happen.
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