What does this have to do with going to the temple? Well, the night before I left I was scheduled to attend the temple. I had a million things to do and I was starting to second guess my choice to go to the temple. In the end I decided to just go. While I was sitting in the temple, I had the distinct impression that because I was trying to be faithful and fulfill the Stake President's challenge that I would be blessed- that everything would be alright during my travels. I was relieved.
I have to tell you that Emma didn't cry at all the entire trip up to New York, and was completely fine on the trip home until the very last 5 minutes. Are you kidding me?! I was shocked. Everything went smoothly, and both of my children were wonderful. The chord of the DVD player stopped working on the ride home, and Nathan didn't even care. If you had experienced what I had with them a mere 3 months earlier, you would know how incredibly miraculous this was. We actually had a good time while traveling. Is that even possible?!
I suppose a pleasant road trip seems like not much of a blessing, but it was what I needed when I needed it, so I have a real testimony that we are blessed when we are obedient. I also know that Heavenly Father knows us and our needs, and is so willing to bless us. Yes, I believe in miracles, because I had one occur to me.










