Faith = Action

Yesterday Jeff left for New York for a business trip for a week. I noticed that we had about 1/2 cup of milk left. Well Levi drank about 1/3 of a cup with his breakfast. I knew I needed milk and thought I'd go after church. During Sunday School, I caught the 2nd half because several people needed to talk to me. But what I did listen to was about Faith. The teacher's point was that faith requires action. I knew that already, but reminders are good, because that's not the first thing I think of when I hear faith. After church, I debated about running to the store to get a gallon of milk since I knew Levi would need it. The girls can do without, but Levi pretty much needs it still. I felt bad that I didn't figure this out on Saturday but thought I could easily justify a trip to walmart that was just up the street. I remembered the lesson and thought I would put this to the test. I thought that if I keep the Sabbath day holy and avoid being an example of disobedience to my children, Heavenly Father would make it possible for Levi to get through the night w/ the rest of the milk I had (17% of a 1/2 cup). I believe that when we're obedient we get blessings. The rest of the day, the kids had water and crystal light I made. Levi went to bed at 8pm and woke up at 6am. I then gave him the 17% of milk I had left and added some water to it. I handed it to him in his crib, I worked out in the basement for an hour, and he didn't wake up until 8am. I believe that faith requires action. I believe that we're blessed for keeping commandments and living how we promised we'd live. I'm thankful that I didn't sacrifice my commitment to my Savior for a gallon of milk. Actions speak louder than words and our faith reflects our actions.