I know that this isn't in order with my other scripture reading, but who said I ever did ANYTHING in order? I couldn't decide where else to write this down, where I wouldn't lose it in the mess of papers that cover my desk at the moment, or the hard back journal that rarely gets pulled from the shelves any more.
I had an interesting experience this weekend. It all started with last weekend when I ran the Sunburst 10K. It was a great goal for me to reach, as I've never really been a runner. Anyhow, I posted photos of the event on my family blog, and received an interesting reply from a woman who knew my grandmother very well. My grandmother had raised this woman after her own mother had died of illness. My friend (she keeps in touch as much as family, although she's many years older than my mother) wrote me and told me that my race number was the same as the house number she had lived in with my grandmother all those years ago. She told me that she felt the need to let me know that the thought came to her to tell me that my grandmother is still watching over me, protecting me, and guiding me, and used the number on my bibb to get that message across. I was deeply touched by her statement, not just because it is a wonderful thought, but because the Spirit brought to my mind the scripture “…For their salvation is necessary and essential to our salvation… we without them
cannot be made perfect; neither can they without us be made perfect.”
-- D&C 128:15, 18
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I do not remember the source of the other thought that entered into my head, but I remembered a conversation I had with someone a long time ago where we came to the conclusion based on something we were reading (oh! If only I'd been a good note taker when I'd find things!) that each person you do temple work for will be watching over you and guiding you as though they were your guardian angel, so the more work you did, the more people on the other side that would be strengthening you and your resolve to do the work of the Lord here upon the Earth. Now, I can't prove that, and it might be the doctrine of Jillian, but it came to mind as I read my friends remarks about my grandmother, as did countless moments when I'd thought I'd heard my grandmother, or felt her, but doubted myself. It seemed like she was saying, "I'm really watching, I was trying to tell you, I finally had to get direct, as the other stuff just wasn't sinking in."
The thing is, I had noticed the other things, but I wondered if I was crazy. Here are just a few:
- When Stephen and I met (actually, we'd met before, but this meeting was our first long conversation that led to a first date), he told me his grandfather had just died the day before and a thought/feeling came over me that my grandmother and his grandfather had caused this conversation to start.
- When my first baby was born, I found myself singing...oddly, a song I hadn't heard since I was six, one that my grandmother sang to me before she died.
Daisy, Daisy, I'm in love with you
I'm half crazy for all the things you do.
It won't be a proper marriage,
I can't afford a carriage.
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle built for two.
Like I said, the odds of me having heard it were low, and when I found myself singing, I immediately turned to look for her. Was she there? I don't know, but I thought I was crazy. - My race number. Enough said.
It's just making me think...and do you know what I've concluded? With help like this, I can go forward with faith, knowing we'll be fine.
Oh, wait, as I was looking up the scripture reference for the D&C scripture I used above, I found this quote written: “Whoever seeks to help those on the other side receives help in turn in all the affairs of life…Help comes to us from the other side as we give help to those who have
passed beyond the veil.”
-- Elder John A. Widtsoe, Ensign, May 1980, 40