Today, my cute (and previously mentioned) friend Eliza got married to the boy she’d been friend-zoning for six years. I was a bridesmaid, and happy to be one. These are people who belong together. So many AWESOME, hilarious, and beautiful twists and turns have brought them to today. And as we sat in the celestial room today, gathered to witness the culmination of their story and God’s plan for them, I was gently reminded of a lesson I feel like Heavenly Father was trying to teach me all morning, BUT ALSO MY WHOLE LIFE. And probably yours too.
And spoiler alert, this little lesson is something we’ll probs be pop-quizzed on for the rest of mortality. Oh. Cool.
Here’s what it is, in brief, round-about story:
I woke up this morning, after FINALLY getting to sleep in this summer, stoked to spend my day off of work celebrating Eliza and Matt. I showered and got ready, and just as I was about to head out with plenty of time, I realized, I didn’t have a recommend in my wallet like I usually do. It was in the manilla folder with our marriage license at my parents’. Simple enough, you say? Just drive up and grab it, you say? I would agree EXCEPT that Kaysville is two hours away, and you know what else was? The sealing. Ummmmmm. Oh.
OHHHHHHH KAAAAAAAAAYYYYY. Quite the pickle. I tried not to panic, called the temple, and some cute lady with a voice like fresh-baked oatmeal cookies encouraged me to get in touch my bishop or stake president and have a temporary recommend sent to recording. After a few phone calls on my dad’s part (cause he’s one of the real heroes of this story) I got a text from my mama saying that there was a temporary recommend waiting for me. So I set out! And I set out late. I called the temple and let them know that I’d be arriving at 12:50 for the 1 p.m. sealing. They promised to have the recommend at the front desk and were very kind.
The drive to Manti is an excellent drive. I can imagine it would be very peaceful if it weren’t for my horror of passing on hilly, curved, two lane highways, and my desperation to get to the temple in time to see my friend sealed. So, hey, Manti. Let’s have a do-over sometime. I think we could be friends.
After riding it out behind many a tractor-trailer who preferred to go 20 under the speed limit, I MADE IT TO THE TEMPLE.
This is a good point to mention that the Manti Temple was actually built on Mount Everest. And there were no sherpas in sight, people. Just me and my high heels and a peg-leg sprint up the hill in 100(0) degree weather. I wanted to call it right there.
And then this little thought came to me — a thought that was not my own.
The Lord wants me there, and He has gotten me this far. If He wants me somewhere, He will get me there, so long as I don’t get in the way. He wants me there, and He will get me there.
Sweaty as can be, I made it up to the front door with four minutes to spare. They calmly guided me through the temple and into the room, where everyone was still sitting waiting to go to the sealing room. No harm, no foul.
But the sweetness of the lesson stayed with me all day. It’s something small, and maybe silly, to have a memory slip and added stress to get to the temple. But I really believe that we’re faced with these kind of situations all the time – big and small. Opportunities to lean into the love that is there just waiting, or to panic, to stress, to obsess. Maybe it’s with choosing a major, or landing the career opportunity you want, or the dating situation you want, or the relaxing day that you envisioned — whatever. The fact of the matter remains.
If we stay calm, give our all, do what’s right, and trust with continued optimism, He will get us where He wants us. He will. And for the cynical or sometimes doubting (hi, me after a long day or frustrating moment) let me just quote a promise my friend Nephi threw down in the year 559 B.C.
“He doeth not anything save it be for the benefit of the world; for he loveth the world, even that he layeth down his own life that he may draw all men unto him. Wherefore, he commandeth none that they shall not partake of his salvation.”
DO YOU HEAR THE PEACE IN THAT, THOUGH?
He will not lead you anywhere that is not for your benefit if you trust in Him. He loves us. He is in total control, and He is rooting for us, on the big things and the small. If we are doing what is right, listening to Him, and staying the course, we can have the peace and assurance that the blessings of the Atonement – of the opportunity to personally befriend Christ, are ours.
And not only ours, but everyone’s. And how stinking great is that? We will get there. We will get where he wants us. And wherever that may be, whether you can see it right now or not, is somewhere greater than we can comprehend. I know it! I was reminded today, and I’m so grateful.
So wherever you’re at, whatever you’re dealing with, lean into His love, trust in His plan, reach for His help, and believe that wherever He’s taking you, you’re getting there.