The Sweet Joy of Serving

I have to share this poem with you all! The Bishops wife spoke in sacrament a month or so ago and shared this poem. I was so touched by it.

"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in shiny sports car,

wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and

with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.

I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels

from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains

on my shoes from mowing sister Schenck's lawn.

I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from

making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there

with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed

someones garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on

my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder.

I want the Lord to know that I was really here and that I really lived."

Marjorie Pay Hinckley

The Joy and blessing of service! If you are feeling down go do something for someone. That is living. I love this reminder and hope I can remember it often.