From 0 to Full, In One Day

Just because I know enquiring minds want to know, my microwave oven still REEKS, but oh well . . .  or bad . .  which ever shoe fits.

Last night I made a decision to drop everything today and run away.  I have felt such a lack in my life that seems to be growing.  How can that be with my family so close by as it grows, in number and in stature?  I did come to some conclusions, again, but this time with more determination.  So back to baby steps that will take me back where I want and need to be.   Back in His arms.

I called Jon, or he called me, don't remember which, not important.  I told him that I wanted to come up and meet him as long as he was going to be spending the night in Mesa anyway so we could just chuck it all and go to the temple, just the two of us, with no time constraints, no pressure, no one to talk to or ignore, just the two of us.  What a simple, easy and wonderful decision it turned out to be.

First, I went to the funeral service for the husband of a friend.  Bill was 91 when he passed away.  He has left a wonderful legacy and a wife and many descendants who love and appreciate him.  I appreciated the talk given by his son explaining the last few hours of the Savior's life in simple, direct terms.  I sensed a deep love, appreciation and understanding in the speaker's words.  What a wonderful gift God gave us in His Son and then His Son gave us when He atoned for our sins.  How His heart must ache when we reject this gift and don't repent, or perhaps, even embrace our sins.

Then some fun but good experiences were shared by another son.   Bill was my kind of guy, I could tell.  During this time, 4 young women  (grand daughters?) sang the song, "Be Still My Soul".

Be Still My Soul                                    
1. Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;

With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In ev’ry change he faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav’nly Friend

Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

2. Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as he has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

3. Be still, my soul: The hour is hast’ning on

When we shall be forever with the Lord,

When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.

Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,

All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Text: Katharina von Schlegel, b. 1697; trans. by Jane Borthwick, 1813–1897

Music: Jean Sibelius, 1865–1957. © 1900 Breitkopf & Härtel. Arr. copyright, 1933, by the Presbyterian Board of Christian Education; renewed, 1961; from The Hymnal. Used by permission of The Westminister John Knox Press, Philadelphia, PA. Making copies without written permission of the copyright owner is prohibited.


It says to sing "peacefully".  They did and their gentle harmony brought peace to my soul.

The last special number was "Oh My Father" sung by an angel.  Kari is one of those lovely young mothers who almost makes me want to turn the clock back.  Is she perfect?   Very close to it, I have seen her right after she had her third baby and we do all have our moments at those times, but even then, she was an inspiration, frayed edges and all.







O My Father       Text: Eliza R. Snow


O my Father, thou that dwellest
In the high and glorious place,

When shall I regain thy presence

And again behold thy face?

In thy holy habitation,

Did my spirit once reside?

In my first primeval childhood

Was I nurtured near thy side?

For a wise and glorious purpose

Thou hast placed me here on earth

And withheld the recollection

Of my former friends and birth;

Yet ofttimes a secret something

Whispered, "You're a stranger here,"

And I felt that I had wandered

From a more exalted sphere.

I had learned to call thee Father,

Thru thy Spirit from on high,

But, until the key of knowledge

Was restored, I knew not why.

In the heav'ns are parents single?

No, the thought makes reason stare!

Truth is reason; truth eternal

Tells me I've a mother there.

When I leave this frail existence,

When I lay this mortal by,

Father, Mother, may I meet you

In your royal courts on high?

Then, at length, when I've completed

All you sent me forth to do,

With your mutual approbation

Let me come and dwell with you.

As I left the church house, I had such a soft peaceful feeling that I was now ready to go to the temple, where I would be reminded of covenants made and the blessing I enjoy of becoming an eternal family with my good husband and children.  It is all up to us, together and individually to obey the commandments, to give of ourselves, and to serve as the Savior did.  

I hope I can keep this feeling near my heart and can move forward while building on it . . . . since I can't just stop time and bask in this day a little longer.