Sleep Sweet Baby Boy.

In the nights of turmoil, tossing, and turning, who do we turn to for relief? Who sings and rocks us to sleep? Where do we go for comfort? Drugs, alcohol, do we simply let the depression take us? We all know there is prayer. We all trust that the Lord is there for us. But sometimes it's hard to remember. Some nights it's hard to know. And some nights you want physical proof, you just want to escape the here and now. So what then can you do? Where are you supposed to turn? When the dark of the night crowds in, and you feel so alone? Know that it's alright to be afraid. Fear means you have something to lose. Though the turmoil may be thick, and the night may be long; sunrise is on it's way. The night doesn't last forever, and with it comes a new day. A new start. A new chance. Watch for the light on the horizon, and know that though times might be tough, drugs, and alcohol may be a temptation it isn't worth it. Letting yourself fall into that depression may be easier than fighting it, but you'll never see the color in the sunrise. Depression turns the world to a mundane grey. Climb to the top of Ensign Peak, and wait for that pink, orange, and peach to wash the sky in a color of peace, hope, and faith. It is hard. Life is hard, and you'll be faced with decisions that you wish you had years to decide on, but you're only given seconds. In those moments listen to your heart, and believe that no matter what, as long as you are pushing through the best you know how you'll end up where you are meant to be. And that is the greatest comfort anyone could hope for. So, in those sleepless nights imagine a song, so beautiful and sweet. Close your eyes and dream of more. Let your spirit fly to that meadow with a cascading waterfall. Take that simple 6 string guitar at your feet, and sing yourself to sleep.

"The essence of optimism is that it takes no account of the present, but it is a source of inspiration, of vitality and hope where others have resigned; it enables a man to hold his head high, to claim the future for himself and not to abandon it to his enemy."
Dietrich Bonhoeffer


On the nights when I have baby Cameron I'll play these songs, and I'll sway and sing this little boy to sleep. If you ever see us in sacrament you'll notice he'll move his head to mine and rest his ear on my cheek or on my chest while I sing the hymns. He loves music. This little boy knows what time it is when I start singing to him. I recently added Butterfly Fly Away to our goodnight ritual. But, Godspeed has been there from the start. I started singing it to him when I had him for the week the rest of our family was on a cruise. Some nights it was the only thing that put that colicky little boy to sleep.