The Priesthood

I've always been one to ask for blessings (more so since I've been married and have children) and I love the peace that comes from a blessing given with the authority of Jesus Christ. Ashton had a pretty high fever starting on Saturday afternoon. Fevers always make me worry even though I know that technically, they are a good thing. But once that digital reading approaches 103 degrees I start to slightly freak out. Poor Ashton was just miserable most of the day yesterday. I asked Treven to call someone and see if they could give Ashton a blessing to help him feel better. So around 7:30 a member of our bishopric came over and assisted in giving my wiggly, hot baby a Priesthood blessing. I always feel peace what I hear the words said in any blessing. But the most important part being that it is authority from Jesus Christ and in His name that those blessings are given. Ashton slept pretty much all night from 8:30 until nearly 8 this morning. He woke up acting much more like himself and I am so grateful for worthy men who can exercise that holy power to bless the sick. My sweet little guy is playing peek-a-boo with me right now with his little cheesy grin and sweet, happy laugh. My gratitude is more abundant than words for that wonderful gift of the Priesthood authority on this earth.