I was saying the family prayer at Jamee's the other night. At the end I was praying to bless all the in-laws. I said, "And bless Lawtons, Boyds, Andelins, and the Bergers and the Halls." After the amen, four year old Brigham said, with a puzzled look on his face, "Bless the boogers on the walls?!"
It's no wonder that the Lord repeats things for us so many times. I never see things in the scriptures or in relationships with people the first time. It takes being hit over the head with a hammer many times for me to pick up on stuff.
Hence the repetition in the temple teachings about our relationship to a Father in Heaven, and our Savior, Jesus Christ.
As we sat in the celestial room the other night, I was staring at the beautiful chandelier. I knew the mirrors on opposite walls represented eternity, and you can see endless reflections in them as you stand there in the middle of the room. That is one reason they clean those mirrors with a passion: to ensure the reflection is flawless. Therefore, those that inherit celestial glory will still be a reflection of Jesus and Father. We can NEVER become equal to them, and will always owe them for everything, but we can become a pretty good reflection and that is what they endlessly beg us to do.
But what struck me was the reflection in the cut glass windows. It was dark outside so they acted as mirrors, too. Yet, imperfect ones. The chandelier was reflected in the window. The chandelier itself was a perfect collection of shining white and rainbow colors. But the windowed chandelier was the outline of the real chandelier with scattered points of light and rainbows. I thought, "Now, THAT is how we are here on earth. No chance of really being mistaken for him, is there? But we can still be beautiful."
1 John 3:2 says, "Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be
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I loved being in the Celestial room with everyone. One day we will all be there!! and at the wedding we will all be in the sealing room. ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY> HAPPY is the key
I am having to hold the hand of someone right now. She is someone that I love and I know that there is providential directive for me to be in her life. However, doing so is causing me to have to see the real, REAL evil that is in the world. This is difficult for me, especially at this time in my life. I am very grateful, therefore, for the sense of peace that I was given as I read this blog post. I cannot be in the temple right now, our temple is closed until October. But I had a "whiff" of that sensation that one feels in the celestial room as I read your words. That was rejuvinating, literally like a drink of cool, clear, living waters. Keep up the good work! And someday I will blog again, and perhaps even blog some of my stories.
P.S. Thank you so much for recording this destined to be classic family story about Brigham. I cannot wait to shake his hand.
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