(The) Ever-presence.

One cool morning back in November, our computer had a near-fatal run-in with something diseased. As you may recall, I literally spent three hours on the phone with a Microsoft gentleman from the Middle-East, as he tried everything he could think of to save the important files (namely pictures) from our infectious computer.

The very last thing he tried - his very last idea before he was ready to determine nothing salvageable - actually worked! In my book, it was nothing short of a miracle that he was able to save all of the thousands of my photos that dated back to 2007 (including the irreplaceable, treasured photos of the birth of our son).

My pictures had been saved!

That morning, with a shakey voice and tears in my eyes, I told him my heart would always be grateful for him. Then I asked if I could send him a batch of cookies.

He laughed, said he was grateful he could help me and then gave me his email, in case I ever needed anything else.

Six months later - last week - I did.

Only nothing was to be done this time.

Whatever had failed on our computer, failed entirely and completely this time, and there was nothing that even money could do to save what had already been lost on our hard drive.

However dramatic (or sappy) this post may be, I simply need to say a few more things. 

Remember all of the Sunday school lessons about how Heavenly Father prepares you for what is to come?

I believe that the 'great scare' back November was preparing me.

Last week, when the Computer Warehouse gentleman informed me of the dreaded 'nothing-can-be-saved' news, I felt like I had lost thousands of important somethings, of snapshots, that could never be able to be replaced. I called my mom and I cried.  

But when I came home and mentally made notes about the things between November and now that I hadn't backed up, I realized that between what was still on my camera, and what I had uploaded (and saved) at Costco, not a picture would be truly lost.

The same day my pictures were saved last November, I toted Morg to the store with me and I bought one hundred blank cds and burned to them every single photo I had taken for years. I marked each cd properly and then tucked them safe and sound inside our family emergency pack.

In case there's an emergency or fire, you know, that's the first thing I'll grab (aside from husband, dog and child.)

Because to me, those things are most precious.

And Heavenly Father knows what is in our hearts. And He prepares us for the big and the small. And if we listen, I think we'll find that His hand is ever-present in our lives - in everything we do.

Even when it comes to relatively silly things like computers and picture-taking.

I am a grateful girl. 

PS: While we were without a computer: Bella became a mommy to ten chocolate lab puppies! Morg learned how to say 'bubbles' which sounds more like 'bubbas', and after a trip for a wedding in Logan, UT yesterday, I have decided the beauty of that town is unmatched elsewhere and I want to move. We'll catch up more later. Xoxo.