The Light in my Life

I go to the temple once a week. It is a place of great beauty and light. It has an almost magical and romantic feeling about it. It is hard to explain, but attending the temple helps me to see life through rose-colored glasses. I feel so happy when I am there, and I am as close to Heaven on earth as I can be. It is the House of the Lord. It is a House of light, and inspiration. You take a piece of that light -- and power -- with you when you leave and go home. 

If the feeling in the temple is any indication of what living in God's presence is like, then I am really looking forward to that day! I have needed the extra light in my life. We all do, really. We live in a strange, dark, and sometimes scary world -- the temple seems to make that all melt away, and you can see the world and the Heavens as they really are. The more you go, the less scared of the world you feel. At least, that is how it is for me. 

I look forward to my weekly temple trips. I sometimes go with others, but I really enjoy going alone too. It is a time to be at peace, and at one with myself, and my Heavenly Father. Inspiration flows freely from Heaven, as I dwell inside the beautiful building. It causes me to remember who I really am. It causes me to feel the divinity inside of me. I can feel just how much Heavenly Father loves me! (He loves YOU too!) 

Yesterday I took a moment to breathe in the beauty outside of the temple. The Fall colors are amazing right now. The wind was blowing just slightly, and it was like being in a piece of Heaven, in the middle of a busy city. I found a bench and just sat there alone. I don't mind being alone, because really -- I never am alone. I cannot tell you the blessing it is to have the Spirit of God as my constant companion. I can be at peace and whole, all by myself. It is a beautiful thing. 

If you are feeling something missing in your life, go to the temple, and go often. The thing that is missing in your life is Heaven's Light which you receive from the temple. It is like recharging your spiritual superpowers. The more often you go, the more Power from on High can fill your aching soul... and help you to become a force for good in the world.  

I feel very fortunate that Charles left a bunch of family history and temple work for me to do for his family. Every time I go and do the work for his ancestors, I feel close to him -- and that is a precious gift. 

Yesterday, during some of the proxy work, a lady asked if the names I had were of close family. (Much of the work was for the van Ormer family line.)  I mentioned to the cute little old lady that my husband had died just 6 months ago, and that the names were of his ancestors. As we were doing some of the ordinances, the sweet little wrinkled lady began to weep. She looked at me with her clear, watery, angelic eyes and said, "I can feel your husband here." I smiled and said, "He is always near me." 

I cried powerful tears the whole time. 

After I was finished with the sacred work, I walked towards the temple doors to go home, and this same sweet lady was standing by the front door as a greeter. She saw me, and we embraced a knowing embrace. As we held each other, she whispered in my ear, "Thank you for that special experience." I had no words in return, I just hugged her tightly -- like we had known each other forever, though we had never met before. Well, not in this life anyway. 

Come to the temple. Come to Christ. Come to happiness. Come to peace. 

The temple is a light when all other lights go out. 

And it is getting pretty dark out there in the world. 

P.S. For the difference between temples and chapels see below...