In Which I Discuss Queasy Feelings and Excitement for the Temple Endowment
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
29 more days
Today was a terrible day for getting things done. On Sunday, I didn’t go to church because I was feeling sick. Today I had the same sickness but worse. I have had allergies and my brain is swimming around in my head, because of a runny nose.
I’m really into the TV show LOST (one other thing I should probably sever attachment with before I leave). I spent my whole day watching it. The good thing is Dad called me. It wasn’t out of nowhere, but he was concerned with how I was feeling. It was really touching. He said I could take the day off. That is why or one of the reasons why I was given this month. To rest from working two semesters. I am really grateful for family. All of them, ESPECIALLY all of them. They are all great
My mom hemmed my temple pants today. Tomorrow is my temple experience. I am going to receive my ENDOWMENT. I did accomplish one thing today. I finished reading the pamphlet PREPARING TO ENTER THE HOLY TEMPLE. It is really good and I am looking forward to my opportunity tomorrow. I am grateful for what I’ve felt at temples when I go and do baptisms for the dead. I know that temples were made to help other people reach exaltation. And tomorrow I am going to participate in ordinances that will be for my eternal welfare. I know the temple is a holy place where God dwells. I have felt the spirit there. Wow-o-wow, I’m excited. I can’t wait. I just hope I’m not sick.
I also read something that makes me feel somewhat okay with having been with Blair. I was just
looking at the mission portion of the Gordon B. Hinckley autobiography, and I found out that he was having girl problems just like I’m experiencing now. Marjorie was his childhood sweetheart and just like Blair, she knew it was wise and a commandment for him to serve a mission so she wanted to help him reach that goal. Blair has been a great example, in that regard. She was the one that thought about what may have happened if we didn’t control ourselves. She was always thinking about ways to be a good influence before my mission. I wonder now what trouble I would be in if she hadn’t spoken up.
29 more days
Today was a terrible day for getting things done. On Sunday, I didn’t go to church because I was feeling sick. Today I had the same sickness but worse. I have had allergies and my brain is swimming around in my head, because of a runny nose.
I’m really into the TV show LOST (one other thing I should probably sever attachment with before I leave). I spent my whole day watching it. The good thing is Dad called me. It wasn’t out of nowhere, but he was concerned with how I was feeling. It was really touching. He said I could take the day off. That is why or one of the reasons why I was given this month. To rest from working two semesters. I am really grateful for family. All of them, ESPECIALLY all of them. They are all great
My mom hemmed my temple pants today. Tomorrow is my temple experience. I am going to receive my ENDOWMENT. I did accomplish one thing today. I finished reading the pamphlet PREPARING TO ENTER THE HOLY TEMPLE. It is really good and I am looking forward to my opportunity tomorrow. I am grateful for what I’ve felt at temples when I go and do baptisms for the dead. I know that temples were made to help other people reach exaltation. And tomorrow I am going to participate in ordinances that will be for my eternal welfare. I know the temple is a holy place where God dwells. I have felt the spirit there. Wow-o-wow, I’m excited. I can’t wait. I just hope I’m not sick.
I also read something that makes me feel somewhat okay with having been with Blair. I was just
looking at the mission portion of the Gordon B. Hinckley autobiography, and I found out that he was having girl problems just like I’m experiencing now. Marjorie was his childhood sweetheart and just like Blair, she knew it was wise and a commandment for him to serve a mission so she wanted to help him reach that goal. Blair has been a great example, in that regard. She was the one that thought about what may have happened if we didn’t control ourselves. She was always thinking about ways to be a good influence before my mission. I wonder now what trouble I would be in if she hadn’t spoken up.
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