Friday, June 17, 2011
Physically I feel kind of , well, I'm tired. I feel sweaty and uncomfortable. I actually had almost dozed off when I got up to walk over to the church to do my duty. So that kind of half awake half asleep feeling is here. My feet hurt a little bit because I am wearing my church shoes on a Friday night and even though its been well more then two years since we bought them they still hurt if I wear them too long or do any amount of walking in them. So my walk to the church was just exacerbating (there's a good work for your vocabulary) the situation because we had gone to a viewing earlier and were standing in line for what seemed longer then the 30-45 minutes. So my body is not only tired, but my muscles have had it and want me to get the day over with. But despite the physical discomfort I feel really good. I know that it is because we did something good that we didn't have to do, and we were supposed to do it and we did. I am referring to the viewing. Our across the street neighbors Pete and Norma, well, Norma's father died. We both knew that Heavenly Father wanted us to go there. I don't understand why, but I just knew that that was what we needed to do. So I dressed up (hence the church shoes) and we drove to American Fork. It wasn't much of a sacrifice, in fact, I quite enjoyed being there with my sweetheart, and of course it was far enough removed that the loss was minimal for us. But somehow I got repaid for such a simple thing that you'd think I had done something wonderful. At least that is the way I feel right now. Sheila had gone to the store when I started my 'doze' and then walked over to the church and was here when I got back. I thought that both of us were supposed to be there for Norma. Me, I got a couple of hugs while joking that I could get away with it there. And Sheila, well, I just think that there will be something more to come of this in the future. What, I do not know, but there was something special about doing what we did, and I really feel good that we did it. It may be nothing, but then again....
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