Peace be unto you

May 17, 2011
I needed peace today. The last six months or so have been life changing, chaotic, unreal, heartbreaking, and emotional to say the least. And it seemed to hit a new high this week. I couldn't take the turmoil, anger, and confusion anymore. Maybe someday I'll tell the story... but for now, it's not mine to tell.

I stayed up late into the night praying to know what to do to gain some sort of peace in my soul again. The thought I had over and over was to go to the temple. It's been an eternity since I've been. With puking pregnancies then new babies and few options for babysitters, it's just really hard to find or make the time to go. I felt a tad guilty for dropping the kids off at daycare and telling everyone I had to run a personal errand for a few hours. When I got back home, I almost turned around and went back to work. Especially once I got to the parking lot and saw how ridiculously crowded it was. I felt nervous for some reason and unsure if this was just my own mind coming up with this idea or something I really needed to do.

But I figured I had dusted off my temple bag and dragged myself there in the pouring rain so I might as well go. I'm glad I did because for those 2 1/2 hours everything was still and quiet. The rage was gone. The peace I so craved was there. I figured I'd have to sit in the Celestial room for hours until some divine inspiration came. It didn't. But within just minutes of entering the temple, the peaceful, quiet reassurance that things would be ok came. The temple truly is the House of the Lord. A place where the veil is thin and Heavenly Father makes known to His children His love for them.

And for the record, I know this picture has the angel Moroni cut in half but it was freezing cold and snowing when I came out. Yes, people! Snowing! In May! I was trying to get a picture of the gorgeous tulips in front of the temple but with my skirt soaking up more water than I cared for and my feet in mud, this was as good as it was going to get.