Christmas 2010

Okay, so techincally it's the day after Christmas so maybe I shouldn't be writing anything with 'Christmas' in the title, but I'm going to anyway. I guess this is my post to sum up the holiday season.

1. First time at the First Presidency Christmas Devotional
2. Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas concert with David Archuleta
3. Patino family Christmas party
4. Awesome work Christmas party with great prizes and food
5. Got to go to my cousin's sealing in the Mount Timpanogas Temple
6. Bought a new computer with a webcam on Christmas eve which allowed my family to speak to my brother in Spain serving in the Navy on Christmas day (face to face) ;)
7. Spent my first Christmas in Utah with all the single kids in my family and my parents and went to see the Temple Square lights with them.

I would say all in all it was a pretty successful Christmas season. I don't have a lot of pictures, but here's what I took:


My niece Maya opening presents when we opened some presents at Thanksgiving



My nephew Asher opening a gift at Thanksgiving.

 

Kristy and Clark toasting at the work Christmas party



Kristy, Janna, and I at the work Christmas party



Janna and Kristy showing us the yummy food. Haha.



My cousin Ric and his new bride.



Sunday Will Come

Lately I have felt the reality of trials. I have seen them all around me in the lives of the people I love. I have felt them in my own life as a reminder that the adversary never sleeps and never takes a break, especially in those moments when we can be our happiest. Anyway, today as I went to church and the first presidency Christmas devotional the thought that I kept hearing was "Sunday will come" from Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin's talk a few years ago in general conference. That talk has been a saving force so many times as it has filled me with hope when I have felt hopeless. Specifically these lines:

"Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.

But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.

No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come."

I know for everyone I love, for me, and for all of us, Sunday will come. In those moments of despair Sunday will come over and over again.