Years ago Brittan painted this picture of Christ.
I don't remember what it was for.
Maybe she was just painting, but I fell in love with it and asked to keep it.
She obliged.
Ever since then it has hung at the head of my bed above my nightstand.
About a month or so ago, I was having a particularly difficult time falling asleep.
I had tried for hours to will myself asleep.
There was a lot on my mind and my heart was aching a bit from the choices of others.
I had the idea to move the painting to the wall across from my bed so when I was laying on my right side, I could see it.
I got up and moved it.
I laid there thinking about the Savior for a minute and then promptly fell asleep.
He makes everything better.
I am so grateful that I have come to know Him.
I am grateful that He has never left me in my times of sorrow and struggle.
I have felt His love for me so often and I am grateful for reminders of that love.
Like a little painting across from my bed.