Thurs., Jun. 3, 2010
(38 yrs. ago today - June 3, 1972, I entered the Mission Home in Salt Lake City,
beginning my full-time missionary service - Argentina East Mission.)
Bri,
Mom and I had an enjoyable time doing initiatory work in the Mesa Temple early this morning. You, Eric and the kids were with us.
I know Mom recently shared the following story, but as long as I’m trying to share things that I find inspiring, I thought I’d include it in my thoughts to you.
A Child's View of Thunderstorms
A little girl walked to and from school daily.
Though the weather that morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to school.
As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with lightning.
The mother of the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would be frightened as she walked home from school. She also feared the electrical storm might harm her child.
Full of concern, the mother got into her car and quickly drove along the route to her child's school.
As she did, she saw her little girl walking along.
At each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look up, and smile.
More lighting followed quickly and with each, the little girl would look at the streak of light and smile.
When the mother drew up beside the child, she lowered the window and called, "What are you doing?"
The child answered, "I am trying to look pretty because God keeps taking my picture."
May God bless you today and every day as you face the storms that come your way!
I love you,
Dad
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass . . .
it's about learning to dance in the rain.
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