Honestly, Sundays were really really really difficult for me right after my husband was called as bishop.

And I used to LOVE Sundays.

I loved feeling refreshed and renewed and connected to Jesus. I loved learning and being social with my ward family. ⁣

But having a husband with a super busy calling, having two very young kids, and being pregnant with my third added up to lots of rough Sundays. ⁣

Each Sabbath ended up being exhausting, pretty lonely, and not quite as spiritually rejuvenating as I would like. ⁣

It was hard to see the blessings of the Sabbath. ⁣

One exhausted Sunday, I tried asking for help in prayer specifically about seeing blessings. ⁣

I needed a lot of help seeing where the hand of God was on Sundays. ⁣

And this is exactly what happened:

“I witness that Jesus Christ loves us and can give us eyes to see—even when it’s hard, even when we’re tired, even when we’re lonely, and even when the outcomes are not as we hoped.” -Michelle D. Craig⁣

I asked for the eyes that could see the hand of the Lord, and I was given them. ⁣

I mean, I was still tired. Still by myself a lot. Still exhausted. ⁣

But I was also blown away by the little blessings that were absolutely everywhere. Making life just a bit easier. Helping me to still feel love. Giving me opportunities to connect and serve. ⁣

“Then the magicians said unto Pharaoh, This is the finger of God: and Pharaoh’s heart was hardened, and he hearkened not unto them”. (Exodus 8:19) ⁣

Pharaoh’s priests decided to see the hand of God in the miracles that Moses and Aaron performed. ⁣

And Pharaoh decided to harden his heart and not see any evidence of the Lord. ⁣

It’s not always easy. I can attest to that. ⁣

But the Savior wants to give us eyes to see the hand of God in our lives, no matter what our circumstances are. ⁣

Because His power and influence and miracles are truly everywhere.

We just have to be willing and humble enough to look.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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