I think we all go into Saturday with the best of intentions to get things done. I know I do. The homework never seems to end, the house inevitably needs cleaning, laundry to be done, service to do....The list can go on forever if we let it. Yet, there seems to be one characteristic of my belief that always takes the top priority on my Saturday.
8 o'clock am temple runs.
I went there today with a question that I've had for a long time. It's one that I've asked on numerous occasions after I finish the session and am sitting pondering on the impressions I've received. Interesting enough (or maybe not so) the answer is still the same.
Wait.
But waiting is so hard.
The people who surround us are special treasures that we have been fortunate to be granted. Human interaction is amazing and so necessary to our survival (at least to mine). Yet, in search for that interaction sometimes comes that overwhelming power of loneliness. Like the feeling of walking home after failing an exam. I know one day all the loneliness will fade away like feathery watercolors on matte. Then the picture will have much more meaning.
Yet, among all of the wondering thoughts and the seemingly never ending list of desires I had this morning, God rose above them all and gave me a look at the bigger picture. The Plan of Salvation painted with the lights of the Utah valley.
Life is for living and each day is one blessing we didn't have the day before. Live for the experience of running to The Awful Waffle with roommates or taking a picture of something beautiful.
Today is a beautiful day. Love it now for when the daybreak comes tomorrow those chances will be long gone.
That's what God showed me today.
Roll On --Andrew
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