Friday, September 30, 2011

David's Utah Adventure






 

I was so excited in the days leading up to David's visit. I planned this perfect picnic with all of these fancy foods, I tried a bunch of different outfits and fretted over how I would do my hair.

It was such a fun weekend. We joked and laughed and acted silly, but my favorite memories are the more serious ones.

The Saturday we spent together was probably the most spiritual day of my life. Yes, even more spiritual than my sealing, although that day was a joyous day. But I will never forget the way David looked at me in the temple. I felt so beautiful. And he told me that I was. I would catch him peeking at me from around the other brethren and I would smile from my soul.

 

One thing I LOVED about the live sessions was the interaction between Adam and Eve. They were equally yoked in all things. Adam was desirous to share his light and knowledge with Eve, and she shared her all with him. They walked side by side throughout their journey, never deviating from their course.

I believe that one of the purposes of the Temple is to teach us what a Celestial Marriage looks like. Adam and Eve faced great trials, but they faced them hand-in-hand.

I have several favorite memories from that day. David and I sat in the Celestial room together, starry-eyed, discussing sacred things together. For once I was not lonely in the Celestial Room. I shared with him my most sacred experiences and I knew he would keep them safe.

 

Sometimes it is the little things. I remember watching the witness couples many times and feeling envious. The husband would take his wife by the hand and lead her to the altar helping her kneel with his hand on her back. Oh how I wished that woman were me! That day in September, David lead me from room to room, by my side, with his hand at my elbow or on my back. We stood together in prayer for others and for the righteous desires of our own hearts. I never have felt so loved or loving. It was a glorious day.

That weekend we drove all over Utah and Idaho. We read parts of Paradise Lost. We shared secrets and spiritual experiences. At times, the inside of that car became a holy place. And I was not lonely anymore.

 


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