I went to the temple last Wednesday and had such a great experience. I meant to write some of it down so I wouldn't forget but I got busy. I can still remember a few poignant moments that I should at least document though.
Usually when I go to the temple, I fast to receive the spirit. But since it was a weekday, I decided not to do it. From the moment I was getting dressed in the dressing room, I was overwhelmed with the spirit. It was so great because I knew I was shedding worldy garments for the similar ones I would wear for eternity and it was a comfort to know that it's all beautiful in the Lord's sight. I do feel beautiful in my temple gown.
During the session, I learned many new things. I've never had such a visit where so many new things came to me throughout the session. Things I've seen and heard many times before were as if they were being said brand new and I understood them very differently.
This is an example without going into sacred detail:
On my "other" blog, that same day I mentioned how stupid I feel when I look back and realize sometimes how silly my behavior has been at various times in my life. I'm often ashamed of how I acted or what I was doing or whatever. I even posted a quote to that affect, something about how we do things according to what we know, and when we know better, we do things different. That whole feeling came to me in the temple as I was thinking about the expanse of eternity. We've all been "alive" for time beyond concept. And we will continue to exist for eternity. And an eternity from now, I will look back at my time here on earth as a small sliver, a short experience, and shake my head at my miserable excuse for wisdom. My mind is blown away by how far in the distance I may be when I look back upon my life - what will I be doing? Where will I be? What will I know? Who will I be with? What will He think of me? What will I think of myself? I've never thought of myself that relatively. Being in the temple helped me step out of this moment in time enough to see that, in perspective, how short this slight existence really is, and how it will really only be a single experience to glance back upon. It will be as short to me...then, as a single day is to me now. It's amazing and humbling.
Can I not perservere when it is so clear that it will be over very nearly before it's even begun?
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We had better persevere, Amy. There's a reason why the general authorities call us to arms twice every year, repeating the same messages relentlessly. This mortality is a major step, short as it is, to our progression. We're gaining bodies. We're gaining glorified status. What we do in this brief probation determines where we are next. It drives me nuts to think how much further I need to go. My flaws bug me like nobody's business.
And so I do what you did Wednesday; I go to the temple and bask in the promise of eternal life. I feel my family around me, both alive and dead. I commune with God, and for just a couple of hours, hope rests in my heart.
Persevere, Amy, and you will find all the answers to your questions to your liking.
i have faith that this is true. thank you.
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