I had 2 dreams that I can recall where I was in the Heavenly realms. One was of my father bidding that I should come and join him. Oh how I wanted to go.
I remember vividly the sun was shining so bright but it was neither hot nor cold. It was bright enough that under normal circumstances I would have squinted but it wasn’t necessary.
In the other dream I was going on a tour and I saw a woman planting flowers in her front yard, she looked up at me and smiled warmly, then she went back to planting her flowers. Again the sun was shining brightly but it was neither hot or cold. In both dreams the temperature had no definition, it just was.
In studying the scriptures I now realize there was no sun either time but instead it was the glory of God. How miraculous it all seems now. When we will be in His presence and He in our midst His glory will shine brighter than anything we know now. A light without heat or blinding brightness, something we will accept and love. Something all encompassing.
D&C 88:33 For what doth it profit a man if a gift is bestowed upon him, and he receive not the gift? Behold, he rejoices not in that which is given unto him, neither rejoices in him who is the giver of the gift.
For Christmas this year I bought each of my children a 4 in 1 with their names engraved on the front. As I have gotten older I have found that the material things, the things of this world have little value to me.
It is the spiritual things that I deem valuable. These are the things I hold most dear.
I won’t be here at Christmas but I imagine that when they each open the final gift I give them, there will be some that will scratch their heads and say that mom had lost her mind, or wonder what was I thinking.
I imagine someone saying, “But I wanted a Maserati!” Some might say or think, “I don’t want this junk!” I imagine there might be a few that looks at it and sees the value in it.
Whatever each person deems it to be will be what they each value most in life. I wanted them to have the things that I hold dear and that alone has some value.
As a method to my madness, I had their names engraven on each one so that none of them can pawn them off saying, “It’s not mine!” *evil laugh*
I'm glad I learned to express my thoughts clearly and everyone loves to read them. Sometimes it takes a lot of thinking power to think about the surroundings. Someone who likes it, someone who enjoys it, appreciates that he is writing very well. Reading and commenting on the post I wrote would give me a lot of bullshit and I would get new ideas to write new ones.
I'm really glad I got your response.