While listening to General Conference this past month I had an epiphany. I was listening to the choir from Bountiful and Farmington sing, "I Know That My Redeemer Lives", they got to verse four and as they started singing the last three lines, "He lives all glory to his name. . ." the spirit overcame me and the feeling grew and grew til the end of the song.
I know my Savior loves me, I know I am watched over and blessed. I've known this most of my life, but sometimes a person needs a wakeup call and this was one of mine. He knew I needed to have the spirit that day, during that hymn, to remind me of His love for me. I am so grateful.
Happy Thankgiving~ or another way I like to think of it, Happy Thankful Day!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
I wish you enough
For everyone who comes to my blog . . .
At an airport I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her plane's departure and near the door she said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy."
They kissed goodbye and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?" Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me.
Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me. So I knew what this man was experiencing.
"Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked.
I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges aead and the reality is, her next trip back will be for a funeral," he said.
"When you were saing goodbye I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more.
"When we said 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with enough good things to sustain them".
He continued and then, turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory:
I wish you enough sun to keep your attiude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all you possess.
I wish you enough 'Hellos" to get you through the final "Goodbye'.
He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends and loved ones, I wish you enough!
They say , "It takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire lifetime to forget them."
And so it goes. . .
At an airport I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her plane's departure and near the door she said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy."
They kissed goodbye and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?" Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me.
Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me. So I knew what this man was experiencing.
"Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked.
I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges aead and the reality is, her next trip back will be for a funeral," he said.
"When you were saing goodbye I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more.
"When we said 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with enough good things to sustain them".
He continued and then, turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory:
I wish you enough sun to keep your attiude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all you possess.
I wish you enough 'Hellos" to get you through the final "Goodbye'.
He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends and loved ones, I wish you enough!
They say , "It takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire lifetime to forget them."
And so it goes. . .
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