Sunday, February 7, 2010

Filling in the Holes

I assume that you are like me, and you have to be reminded again and again; and sometimes you do well and other times, not so well. At whatever.

About a week ago I picked up my scriptures. I opened them. I read them. By choice. Another choice I made was NOT to read 1 Nephi again. It's not that I don't love Nephi, but every time I get bogged down in 2 Nephi I get discouraged and then I miss out on all the rest of the Book of Mormon.

This week I finished Moroni, and I am halfway through Ether.

I'm trying not to JUST read, even though that's really what I'm doing. But I'm getting something out of my reading, too.

And it feels like someone or something just filled in a little hole in me. Maybe it's a big hole. But it feels good to have something filling it.

Yesterday Spencer and I went to the Salt Lake Temple, where our neighbor and ward member, Mary Kay, was receiving her endowment. We counted about 31 people there from our ward. And it felt like this must be what heaven feels like--to see so many people we love.

And that filled in a hole, too. Holes I didn't even realize I had; but holes, nonetheless.


Amy said...

I love this post. Love it.