When I was in college, I spent a good deal of time
camped out in the parking lot of this temple.
Long conversations were had with just me and Heavenly Father. Lots of them.
One night, as I poured out my heart in some sort of college-induced anguish,
I heard this sweet message:
"Brenda, I've done everything I can for you outside these walls."
I believe that "invitation" was the beginning of my anticipation and eventually my love for the temple. It was several years later that I entered for the first time and it felt like coming home.
And it still does.
Saturday, as I struggled with keeping a check
on my emotional stability :) --
I felt an urgency to get to the temple. Urgency.
And so I dropped everything and went.
He had a lesson for me that needed to be taught
in my hour of need -and I was oh so glad to receive it.
And even though I still have lots of long
conversations with Him, filled with heartache and worry-
such power comes from being on the inside of those walls.
I can hardly believe how amazingly blessed I am.
And for real-- listen to this: Blessed Assurance.