Searching for the Smith's -- And Answer to Prayer

Last night I went to bed praying for the Smith's and those searching.  Again, I couldn't shut of my mind, or my prayers, once I was "formally" done.

And then I feel like I was reminded of all the MIGHTY miracles that have taken place since the search began...and probably 100's more that are unheard and unseen by us all.  I was so humbled by the immense love and Christ-like service that has been put forward for this family.  I'm a better person because of all those involved and because of the Smith's.

And I truly believe we are all working under the direction of that same miraculous God who created the world, created man... "But behold, I will show unto you a God of miracles, even the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob; and it is that same God who created the heavens and the earth, and all things that in them are." Mormon 9:11

And I also strongly believe that time and again prayers have been answered because of the united faith of hundreds, thousands of people.

"Behold, I say unto you that whoso believeth in Christ, doubting nothing, whatsoever he shall ask the Father in the name of Christ is shall be granted him; and this promise is unto all, even unto the ends of earth."  Mormon 9:21

My prayer has been that this plane be found.  That we find this faithful, strong family who was on the plane.  And if it be His will, that they are ok.  I feel peace in that prayer.  And I believe, I know, those prayers are being answered.

And I know they are being answered through the hard work of others who are joining together and humbling spending hours of their time for a greater cause...even laying down their daily lives (time, energy, taking days of work, etc) for others.  That's compassion.  That's charity.  That, to me, is seeing a glimpse of Christ's face in the many who are involved.

I am a better person because of this all.  And though that may be little to some, I feel forever indebted to so many.

And....it made me think one more thought that has been lingering...

It is easy to question Why?  I don't claim to know the answer, but as I contemplated all those who are laying down their daily lives on behalf of others...I thought of those on the plane.  If they were not able to survive, in a way, have they not laid down their lives for me....for us?  Goodness, even if they are out there waiting for someone to find them...Has a loving Father not used this to change my heart, to change many hearts?  I'm not saying that that was the purpose of this accident...rather, an outcome.  A result.

I'm full of faith, hope, and love.  And even those involved in the search who do not believe in God or who have a different faith ~ I think we'd all say we've become better people because of this.  That we are all filled with hope and love.

Maybe it's the Smith's that I will be eternally indebted to.

I think that seems right.