I have an amazing cinnamon roll recipe given to me by my mom.
They are a favorite in our home and neighborhood.
But, I don't think anyone loves my cinnamon rolls as much as my oldest son.
He brags about them to all of his friends and is always so appreciative whenever I make them.
The other day, I made them for our first day of school "bus stop breakfast".
It was the first time I have made them since my son left on his mission.
I became pretty emotional thinking about him missing out.
But, even more, I realized how much I loved making cinnamon rolls for him.
I knew how much he loved them because he told me all the time.
Then I thought that this must be how my Heavenly Father feels when I show gratitude to Him for blessings He gives me.
It must bring Him so much joy to bless me with what He wants to give me.
I hope He knows how much I love Him and appreciate all of my wonderful blessings.
And I want all of my friends to know about Him, too!
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