I Love To See the Temple

I went to the temple last night. The Provo temple is always busy on Thursday nights because of mutual night...plus it's always busy. Amy and I were sitting there waiting to be confirmed in that tiny little room. I looked up at the sconces on the walls and noticed the light shining through the crystals. I then thought,

"There is so much light in here that the room is white. This must be what heaven looks like."

Then I thought,

"I am sitting here waiting to be confirmed, and I am sure that the women whom I am doing the work for are sitting in the exact same place in heaven, excited and waiting for their turn to receive the Holy Ghost. How excited and special they must feel."

Then we waited, and waited, and waited, in the pews to be baptized. I thought,

"This must be exactly what it's like in heaven. They are all sitting there, watching, waiting for their turn patiently. I am going to be patient too."

I love going to the temple and receiving revelation. I love sitting in the quiet stillness and finding inner peace from the Atonement of my Savior.

I love life.