She was rather rambunctious today. It was her second time in nursery, she had a beautiful new dress on. But come Sacrament meeting, she was frustrating. A slight temper tantrum, running up to the podium, screaming during Sacrament. We almost took her home, but we did not.
Then Church ended. Mother was in choir rehearsal. Sarah and I were behind the last pew, she at one end, I at the other. I looked at her and she smiled. I opened my arms to her and she ran. She ran as fast as her little legs would take her.
When she got to me, I hoisted her up in my arms and we embraced.
And I began to understand forgiveness.
Sometimes I err, and err pretty badly. I do not understand how Heavenly Father can forgive me. Yet, as I held Sarah in my arms, what occurred during Sacrament meeting melted away from my memory and my heart was filled with love.
Is this what Father Lehi felt when he said
But behold, the Lord hath redeemed my soul from hell; I have beheld his glory, and I am encircled about eternally in the arms of his love. (2 Nephi 1:15).
I am not sure, but it was both powerful and tender, as I am learning my precious daughter is.
1 comment:
Andrew, I love this. Please write more.
I want the swimming one, or the one where He speaks in a language that we can understand.
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