There is a Green Hill Far Away

Definitely something to remember when you feel like you aren’t being heard. 

The last step of repentance is to forgive yourself. It’s a step we often so easily forget; sometimes I think we forget it on purpose. As difficult as it is to recognize our mistakes, and to ask for forgiveness, that final step is by far the hardest. Especially if we feel we don’t really deserve to be forgiven.  However, our Savior has already suffered for each and every one of our sins and sorrows; and they have already been forgiven.  If The Lord can forgive us of our sins- who are we to hold onto them. 

I found this post interesting.  The author and I grew up in the same ward.  I feel like Kenyon hits on some plain and precious things. I’ve always been curious about the symbolism behind some of the images on The Salt Lake City Temple, but I’ve never been inspired to research them. For all the “pros” and “cons” of attending an LDS college, I think classes/projects like this would definitely be a pro!

There is so much depth to the gospel. I find myself amazed when I ponder how much knowledge our Heavenly Father has given us through the scriptures and modern revelations through our living prophet. We can find answers to any question if only we ask with faith and pure intent.  We may not receive answers in the way (or time) we would expect; but in the Lord’s way (and the Lord’s time) all things will be revealed. There are no secrets.

Thanks Kenyon! 

Hooray! Love this- emergency preparedness has always been a super tricky thing for me. There never seems to be enough time or energy to get all of those kits up and running. This blog makes the whole concept seem absolutely POSSIBLE! :) 

Thank you to my good friend Sarah for posting a link to this article. She and her husband served as tour guides for The Kansas City Temple’s open-house, so I think this story has special meaning for her.

The article is written simply and eloquently. I loved reading from the point of view of someone so open-minded, and obviously spiritually-connected. I especially loved the section where the author spoke about feeling the spirit anywhere- even from inside her “ratty old car”. Even though temples aren’t sacred for this Episcopal Priest, she understands their significance and I think that’s beautiful.